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I glanced around the room. I couldn’t describe the hundred women gathered there as losers. If anything, the opposite

This generational tableau hit me like a physical blow. My heart seized. I was short of breath

 It’s hard to go slow when you’re waiting. For people. For answers. For the questions. To go home

Yehudah was 99.9 percent sound asleep when I heard it. Oh, no

Maybe it’s just me, but I can’t catch my toddler on the slide while simultaneously snapping a picture

Three kids is when the overwhelm hits — you’re outnumbered