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The first time I knew I was a mom

The first time I knew I was a mom was when i got pooped on. And I don’t just mean regular baby poop, I mean the runniest, smelliest baby poop you can imagine. And it was allll down my chest -and my leg -and the rug -and consequently the changing table once we made our way to it. The only fortunate thing about this was that it happened at home and that no one was there to hear my cursing.

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