(Even if it’s happening in the ZOOM room…) I was in the checkout at the grocery store and while, as a rule, I never ask if someone is pregnant (unless I know them personally, they’ve already invited me to their shower, told me the baby’s name, and shown me...
(Or rip, maybe? I promise this is not a post about what happens as the baby is being born. Trust me.) Last night I slept like crap. I don’t know why, but I did. I’m someone who needs at least six hours of sleep in order to function. That’s not a ton of sleep and is a...
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