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browse around this website I get up at four in the morning so I have time to read, write, pray and get a run in before my family wakes up. I can’t stay awake past ten at night. Wine is a rare luxury in my life. This-works-for-me.
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when should a dating scan be done You know what you value, you know what fits and what won’t. You have my permission, right now, to jettison everyone else’s idea of what you are ‘supposed’ to be and do what works for your family.
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I have discovered what I value: time with my kids, time with my husband, time to work-out. What do you value? How are you going to protect that?
There are only so many hours in they day, no matter how much we may wish there were more.
Your family, your life, your rules. Your happy.
What works for you?