Can't our children be born at the age of two? How about one and a half years old? Okay...one year old and that's my final offer!
I woke up this morning not looking forward to the first year of baby rearing again. Parker is excited about it and I'm excited for her but not for myself. It's just so much work and I don't know if Laura, who's home all day with PJ, can handle the workload. I'm only a part-time parent, she's got full-time child rearing duty. Don't get me wrong, spending time with PJ is a lot of fun. But when they're little babies it's a lot different.
Come to think of it, concern #1 should be ensuring a healthy child. Maybe I should be worried about that first, then let the other worries follow.
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