Mom's diary.
There would be some days waiting for each day's chaos to calm down, and everyone was asleep, and then we came to sit quietly alone.
Eating snacks or listening to music is a small pleasure for a flutime mother, or even plowing her cell phone, is a time when the brain can stop thinking about her child for a moment. Some songs make our hearts grow up and come back and have the power to raise children every day... to a mother like me.
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