My Mum always used to refer to me as "My Baby!" I took exception to this and objected strongly. As a fully grown woman, a teacher with a class of my own, I wasn't a baby.
Tonight I put Baby Alice to bed for the last time. Tomorrow My Alice will get up, a (big) little girl, but she will ALWAYS be "My Baby!"
Now I understand. Love you Mum, wish you were here - I'd never object to you calling me that again. Love My Baby too.
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