I'm not really sure when it happened... But somewhere down the line, I stopped being a *new* mom. My beginning ended. My inexperience vanished. My ignorance to what this life would hold has been slightly more informed. I'm not a first time mom anymore. I'm not even a "young" mom ...
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To the Empty-Nester-Me with Love from the Still-Feeding-the-Chicks-Regurgiated-Worms-Me
Dear Empty Nester Me, It's hard to imagine me as you. Or them as adults. It doesn't seem like these boys whose behinds I'm wiping multiple times a day could ever grow up enough for you to be out of a job. Will they ever be capable of wiping all of the poop themselves? (This is a real question. ...