I used to run for cover whenever my friends offered to show me pictures of their grandchildren.
Then my son and daughter-in-law called to tell me they were pregnant. I burst into tears, immediately announced the news to an entire yoga class full of mostly strangers, and forced everyone to look at ultrasound pictures of a tiny blob taken at seven weeks.
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