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the then times

In 2021-2022 I attempted a 100 day project of journaling daily while I was pregnant with second baby, and spending tons of unexpected time with my toddler. In January 2022, I was 7 months pregnant, and Charlie was 1 month shy of 3 years old. It was hell, and it was precious time I wished to preserve. I did a decent job of writing things down that were happy and writing things down that were very sad. Here’s days 50 to 53, and then I’ve got some rather uplifting thoughts from current me to share.

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50: 1/14/22

Just put on an episode of Daniel tiger for him to watch about how baby Margaret gets all the attention and Daniel is sad. And it’s making me cry. I tell him every night that he’s my favorite boy and I’m starting to have so many feelings about him sharing…