The millions, the movement,the madness… #JUSTSTOP It’s 3:30 am. I’m awake because Bryson is awake. I’m laid back on the chocolate brown recliner in the living room rocking him from left to right without ceasing. He’s lying on my chest, his belly to mine, with his legs legs spread out and hugging my hips. His … Continue reading #WHATactuallyMATTERS Continue reading →
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