My sweet niece Carlie Paige turned 14 yesterday, which gives me fits because Eliza is right on her heels. Time is 'a flyin! I read this yesterday and have mixed feelings about it. I agree that if we try to pretend motherhood is nothing but rosy-cheeked, well-behaved children, plates of cookies and meaningful conversations, we are all going to sink into that bottomless pit of mommy-depression. Parenting these kiddos is hard, but it's also miraculous and beautiful and cool. And I think if Carly hears me tell her to appreciate her cupcake every single day (not that she needs any urging) one more time she will just die, but it's true.
Because one day they look like this....
...and the next day they look like this
...or this
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