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5 months with my girl.
5 months since the day I met her in Kunming. How I remember the turmoil, the excitement, the worry, the sound of the clanging door . . . then those nannies entered the room holding 2 baby girls, An Hao Ming was in the arms of the second one . . . I thought I'd be second . . . then they said her name, I stood and held out my arms and then she was with me. We sat and looked at each other, I was trying so hard not to cry or upset her, she just looked and touched, wide-eyed but calm. What an incredible day and what a wonderful time ever since.
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