at this point in her life - agewise, semesterwise - my mother was pregnant with me.
maybe i have just had too little sleep or too much coffee, but i feel like right now i understand something about how terrifying that must have been that i didn't understand before.
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okay, first I'm really annoyed with you for not having come out dancing with us but I guess second I can get over it because I've been having that thought as it grows increasingly closer to my birthday -- my mom was my age right now when she had me. I've been wearing the bandanna she wore when she brought me home from the hospital, all fresh and new. I'm not even remotely close to having kids. Damn...moms.
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