How sad is it that I’m elated to go to the grocery store alone?! It’s almost as if someone has told me I won a vacation. Despite having to go at 7 a.m., I was still thrilled.

No one asked, “Why can’t we get that, mommy?” No one said, “He’s hitting.” Then again, no one got excited over Diego being on the box, either.

I love my children. Immensely. But, every once in awhile, it’s fun to remember how things were different before they came along. Even at 7 a.m.

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