her <3 language. Almost exactly a year ago the Child & I experienced our worst morning ever. The worst morning in the eight years I'd been a mother and, Id venture to say, worst for her *ever-ever.* The specifics of it are unimportant (exhaustion + losing a family-member with solo-parenting slapped on top)–what's important is it felt horrible and wasn’t how either of us strives to ... Continue Reading