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When the sonographer told me that my sixth baby would be a girl, I told her to check again

And it hits me then: my children are ready because they believe they’re ready

I’m a mother now, but I’m not Mommy. The gap is tremendous

Lost among the graves, I wondered why I was there

“Gee, I wonder where that hairbrush/peeler/car key will eventually turn up.” And they all do, turn up, that is, just not where I’d expect them….

Why do people assume that if you are fat, you’re also stupid?