the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Wel-deserved screen time

I forgot that I had taken this shot of Leta curled up in the corner of the living room after having just executed a flawless and very hard-earned performance for piano Federation. After a morning and afternoon of such heightened anxiety I love the tranquility of this moment, confident in what she had done enough to relax. This is one interpretation of a huge deep breath.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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