When I was a little girl I enjoyed spending the night at my granny’s house. She was the best granny ever! Why? Because practice makes perfect, she had 13 children and a bazillion grandchildren.
But sometimes at night when I lay down on the pallet made up of several blankets, a pillow and a couple of poodles to snuggle with I would hear my granny weeping.
And now as a veteran parent of 25 years I know why.
The raw emotions of a mother can bring you to tears at any moment.
Babies growing up, new babies born, babies moving out and sometimes even burying one.
And the exhaustion of it all,
Babies growing up, new babies born, babies moving out and sometimes even burying one.
Just homework alone makes me cry.
p.s. I hate the new math.
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