Father’s Day June, 2004 “I had a premonition about you even before we found out your mom was pregnant. I see a big head of dark hair like your mother. You are going to be so cute…” July 14, 2003: Sean wrote in a journal after seeing the first ultrasound of Fiona in utero. He wanted to write often and eventually give Fiona the journal when she was 16. June 17, 2012: I used to love Father’s Day. That first holiday after Fiona was born, I imprinted her chubby hands in a clay craft store kit attached to a picture frame. The photo displays Fiona’s apple cheeks, thick, dark hair and white cotton stripey dress. That bambina’s face would turn any daddy’s heart to Cream of Wheat. Fiona and Sean were smitten. She would plant her toothless mouth on Daddy’s chin and gum him as if sucking milk from a breast. Sean would laugh and say, “Look – she’s eating me!” We learned one year after Fiona was born we were pregnant again. We waited several weeks after the five months’ ...
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