I get like this sometimes, and then I remember that we’d be lying in bed together trying to make her laugh because she’d been screaming for the past four hours. Those baby giggles have a way of making you forget.

I feel it come on when I see babies now, that’s jolt of ‘aww, that’s so sweet, I remember when Momo was that small and cute,’ and it’s all a lie, because I absolutely don’t. All those memories are cherry-picked at best, and completely fabricated at worst. She was small and cute, sure! Super cute! But that warm feeling of nostalgia that washes over me? Totally inaccurate!! It’s a lie! That’s how they get you to have more than one!!