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1 comment:
I so remember guzzling what seemed to be gallons of red wine a week after delivering our little girl. I was all, "But wait, the, oh, no. Well, what the hell."
I also decided to take up all my childless/olderchilded friends on their requests for my time--late nights out, early morning runs--shit I'd never be able to do with a newborn.
Lemonade, indeed. Still sour.
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