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I was on my own with the kids this weekend, which was interesting. I haven’t been on my own with the kids since sometime last summer, I think. I actually can’t remember. Which is kind of terrible, isn’t it? I can’t even REMEMBER what it was like to work from home and be the primary caregiver. Well, I can remember the WHAT and the HOW: I just can’t remember the WHEN.

She remembers. It was a dark time. Keep reading…

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