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  • When the kids were babies I was sometimes stir crazy and sometimes really bored and even, at times, felt sub-human. Like a milking cow on a midnight shift. It's such an onslaught of being constantly touched and pawed at and people saying your name - "Mom. Mom. Maaawwwhhhmmm."

    I knew enough to memorize their scent and the feel of the skin and what their little toes felt like when they rested against me.
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