I am not sure how many more loads of poopy laundry I will possibly have to wash this week, or today for that matter. I am not sure how many more times I will have to walk into Daniels room and smell diarrhea or vomit or both and proceed to have to clean it all up. I am not sure how many more times I can do this, this week. I guess how ever many more times he needs me to do it. Motherhood.
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