Who’s Your Daddy?
The plan was to inform her that her uncle gave us a special “present” because making a baby requires a specific recipe, and we were missing one ingredient.
The plan was to inform her that her uncle gave us a special “present” because making a baby requires a specific recipe, and we were missing one ingredient.
Following these tips won’t guarantee fantastic pictures, but they should help you avoid looking like a dysfunctional cult on your next holiday card.
I am worried that I am a bad mom. Both my kids do tell me I am the worst. “You are the worst!” they scream, slamming things against the floor.
I stepped away from my crutch of ‘journalist’ and realized we are so much more than what we do.
These were the nights I began to see my mom as a person, outside of just my mother. It was just the two of us, in our own little world, filled with chocolate and love.