I have been solo parenting for a few days in a row and it feels weirdly good. There’s something freeing about not being able to ask, Whose job is this? Yours, lady. It’s yours. Buckle up. Dinner, dishes, pick up, bedtime, drop off, three or four breakdowns a day (thankfully, not your own.) You can do it! There’s something wholesome in the brainwaves. We…
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