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So yeah, I'm here, I'm alive.........but just barely.
they need me to play with them, read them stories, feed them….
Then go inside and take the elevator (not the first one you see, ask for restaurant) to the restaurant.
(Because I am a mom, I feel the need to give you an annoying mom-like warning: watch out for oil splash back.
Let's let the world see more of those things, and less of the things that are only intended to ever be shared with someone you plan to spend your lif…
That rule means he is not allowed to have just a taste of any food... whipped cream, mashed potatoes, regular milk, juice, pop... nothing.
Motherhood is made up of a bunch of little moments....and socks.
Our nurse made husband a pot because she felt bad for him.
) Have 5 million different things to distract their short attention span to help keep your sanity and anxiety of them just screaming at the top of th…