Jennifer Lizza
Mom, Before They Were Mine, I Was Yours.
Mom, Before they were mine, I was yours.
Before they wrapped their tiny little hands around my finger I wrapped mine around yours.
Before I knew how...
Wash, Dry, Fold, Repeat
The truth is that behind my complaining is a mom who is desperately trying to remember the smell of your baby pajamas. I remember folding rompers and bibs. I remember losing baby sock after baby sock because there was no way something so tiny was survivin