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          Christopher and I were laying down on my bed with his new baby brother Michael resting on a pillow between us. Michael was so tiny, squishy, and perfect. He looked like he had an old man’s receding hairline, bald on top and very little hair going from one ear all around his head to the other ear. I just came home with Michael from the hospital that afternoon.             I looked at Christopher as he looked at Michael.             “You can touch him, just be super careful ok” I said to Christopher.     “Here” She said handing me the three-month-old baby, “watch your sister”.             I was never allowed to touch her before and now I was holding her, a baby, in the living room so She could go run to the phone that was ringing. Denise wasn’t so heavy but I had neve...