To mothers, one day consists of several mini days. By 10:30am, we've already lived one of them. The early morning: first milk, first meal, first diaper/clothing change, first tears, first sibling scuffle, first laughs, first enormous mess to clean up...we live lifetimes within lifetimes. »
I awoke the other morning with a heart so heavy, it felt like a brick pinning down my body and rendering me immobile. The... »
