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‘I don’t remember the last time I held you. There was no parade, no photo to commemorate it. Just one day I held you, and it was the last time.’: Mom urges ‘soak each moment in’

“Tonight, you asked to lay on top of my stomach like when you were a baby. I of course said yes. But we fumbled around for too long, both trying to get comfortable, until we realized it just wasn’t going to happen. One day I held you, and it seemed there was no end in sight for this pure bliss. Then, one day, it was the last time.”

‘I sarcastically texted, ‘About to take in the Kroger haul and clean out the fridge. Don’t I lead such a luxurious and exciting life?’: Woman shares important reminder to embrace your own path

“I run errands, make appointments, clean up spills and random dog puke. I wipe butts, fill sippy cups, and occasionally you’ll find me stopping the baby from eating dog food. But here’s the kicker: I have just as much of a luxurious and exciting life as anyone else.”

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