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I don't find many things in life emotional.
Feeling my unborn son or daughter move for the first time has to be the one moment in life that I was completely dazzled.
I feel a lump forming in my throat when the little flutter repeats itself. Camille has tears in her eyes, something that makes my heart swell with emotions.
I go on my knees, and I pull another button off the orange shirt open. I place my hand on her navel, my teeth gritted together as I try to remain calm despite the wild excitement I'm feeling. I want to laugh with tears in my eyes. I want to f*****g yell. I want to call someone, anyone, and tell them I'm going to be a father and that my baby, my own child, just kicked for the very first time.
I lean forward, and I plant a kiss on her flawless skin.
Right now,
