The Moment When I First Felt Like a Mom

In the following days and weeks my stomach was often in knots as I floundered among butt cream, onesies and pacifiers. While the baby slept, I hunched over parenting books, brow furrowed, willing myself to speed read. As many mothers before me, I limped along surviving on 45 minutes of sleep and enduring “baby Jaws” attacks on my cracked…

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