What?

I swear, it just creeps up on me out of nowhere sometimes. I have a kid. Like, I catch a glimpse of a snapshot of him and he looks like me and I know his features so intimately and oh my god. This kid is my kid. Came out of my body. Lives in my house. Calls me Mama. What?

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