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Monday, November 04, 2013



Quit making me all teary before I go to work! I SO remember doing that with Sarah before the Twins up-ended her reign of the household. She was only two, and had us firmly wrapped around her little finger. I am sure she still harbors a grudge--they certainly limited her attention. But those moments when pregnancy was overwhelming, I remember squishing onto the couch (there was barely room with my HUGE bellie)and thinking, how will I ever be able to tear myself away from this precious child? And when those two babies came it was like the missing pieces in a jigsaw puzzle. Weird how that works.

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