If you ever birthed, adopted or fostered a child.
If you ever held a baby for endless hours because you wanted the child to sleep, whether you did nor not.
If you ever held a vomiting child. Or had a child projectile vomit in your face. Or held a baby high, laughing at their beauty, and they spit up in your laughing face-and you kept laughing while gagging.
If you ever read story after story after story after story after story after story after story. Then read another one.
If you ever laughed at 1,279 ‘knock knock’ jokes that ended with “it’s me mom!”
If you ever went out scouting the neighborhood, or the school, or the football game to get a glimpse of the boy/girl that broke your child’s heart. Or called them a name. Or pulled their hair. Or gave them a dirty look. Or did…
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