I cracked and smushed a hard boiled egg for W. this morning. That reminded me of when I went away to college. One of the first mornings there, I went to breakfast in the cafeteria and got a hard boiled egg. I went to my table, sat down, and looked at it and realized that I had never chopped one in half with my knife before. "I need my Mom!" I said.
Other times a grown up woman needs her mom: when she has morning sickness, when she has a newborn, when her kids hit a milestone (graduation, confirmation, prizes conferred, etc.), and when she wants to go on vacation without the kids!
"I am a child again and a longing unutterable fills my heart for mother's counsel." -Laura Ingalls Wilder
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