Here's the scene: We walk into Dairy Queen for the after-doctor's-visit-ice cream I promised my boys. The line was six people deep from the register, and given that this location only opened a few weeks ago, I didn't expect it to go quickly. I might've chosen a less lunch-heavy place for a treat ...
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I love your birth photo, but I don’t love mine
I love birth photos. The ones with the exhausted new mom clutching her naked new baby in sheer joy. Love to see them, and love to hear the stories behind them. But, I don't have one of those. Or at least I didn't with my first baby. I have this kind of awkward picture that I’ve only let a ...