Easter weekend. Four days off from work with nothing to do but spend time with my family and eat. Bunnies and Jesus. Neither one having anything to do with the other and a toddler to explain it to. I took an extra day off just to recover from it. Turns out that’s not why I’ll…
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When we began packing for the hospital, in anticipation if our daughters arrival, we had things like a birth plan, cord blood registration, music, a new outfit for our daughter (and me) to come home in, and people to call all organized. It was a perfectly laid plan That didn’t go at all the way…
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