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Share17Pin4Tweet8EmailShareReddit29 SharesWhen I was a girl of 12 all I dreamed about being when I grew up was Mama. I was the kid who was always willing, and probably more demanding than I should have been, to take a baby off its mama’s hands. I loved how they smelled, how they felt all snuggled up …

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