I have always wanted to be a mom of boys. Though I wasn’t the girl who dreamed of marriage and motherhood all through the tween, teen and twenties years, I had hoped to get married and to eventually have kids and in that dream, I somehow always pictured boys. Reckless, dirty, crazy, active boys. This …

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It’s always funny to see what topics come up among the company of women. They typically bend towards kids if you are a mom (which I used to find so annoying until I became one and now find it strangely soothing to commiserate with others), but also span through marriage, the upkeep of a home, …

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