Last week, in my post about my emotional day, I wrote the following: "I had at least a handful of moments where I would catch eyes with my son and smile and he would beam back at me with his grin that is becoming more toothy by the day. I think there is a small part of ...
Watching West Side Story, in it's entirety, while the house is still silent and before my feet ever hit the floor. Lying on the floor with the baby, as we stare up at the ceiling, singing "Twinkle Twinkle" to imaginary stars. Getting to eat a proper breakfast, at the kitchen table, as opposed to shoving a half of a ...
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