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Reflections on a Decade of Motherhood

I’ve been a mother for a decade. A whole decade of motherhood!

My little boy turned 10 years old on the last day of September. He’s almost as tall as I am and wears the same size shoes as me. Although he’s closer to adulthood than he is to babyhood, I still catch the occasional glimpse of his tiny newborn face on his freckled, big-boy face as he sleeps. I hope I can see it there forever.


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