One day with my children and I become Ms. Hanigan. Everything around me is....little. And helpless. And needy. And petulant. And kissy. They are good boys, but they are boys, and I'm not used to boys at all. This morning I woke up to a large toddler crawling over me and yelling WAKE UP MOMMA! Honestly by eight o clock I'm done! Please don't misunderstand, I love my children. The sense of fulfillment and happiness they give me is amazing. But it isn't easy, and it isn't free.
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