March 31, 2014 by Katia
I was thinking recently that almost every single one of my posts that deals with parenting could be filed under “ways in which motherhood surprised me”. I wrote this post in August and am dedicating this today to my new readers and the moms in the UK celebrating Mother’s Day.
A turning point in my life was when someone stepped on my boob and opened my eyes to what my body had become or more accurately to what it no longer was. No, I’m not into kinky stuff, if you’re willing to overlook my sleep fetish. The boob stepper was my four-year-old son, who relies on two categories to classify his questionable actions: on purpose and on accident. While the boob steppery was definitely an on accident. I remember the chain of vaguely formulated…
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