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Just days after the birth of our second child, my identity had transformed: I was the “un-fun” parent.
P.S. I Love You
At the end of a long (long) day of giving and giving and giving and being met with demands and needs and tantrums, I snapped. And I screamed at my children. Again.
Piece Of My Heart: Friendship, Sisterhood, and the Family You Find
It took me over two decades to figure out what female friendship really meant. It was worth the wait.