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postpartum swoop coming in hot

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🍒🍒🍒🍒

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off we go

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mom time

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my kids are gonna be like mommy what’s an ipad and i’m going to be like we DONT use that word in this house. play with worms.

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valentine’s day is about celebrating love and you’ve given me the greatest love of all in our children. my heart is so full today and everyday, all thanks to you. i love you, mr. grymzin.

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lawless

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my uber’s here

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suburban

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🔮🪬✨🧿🕯️

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I’m always the first to rise. I don’t need an alarm clock anymore, my body has gotten used to waking early ever since Atlas was born. He’s still fast asleep in his cot next to the bed as is my husband, his father, on the other side of me. I kiss them both with a feather light touch before I get out of bed and make my way downstairs to the kitchen. I make my coffee, then his before preparing a bottle for the baby. Usually by now one or two other Grymzin’s would mosey downstairs and join me but this morning is quiet. I sip my coffee in the living room, perched on the windowsill and looking out onto our property. I never knew how much I wanted to live in the suburbs until we moved here. After breakfast is when the chaos ensues. Dimitre is getting ready to head into the city for the day while simultaneously trying to get Kira in her shoes. I’m bouncing Atlas in one arm and packing lunches with the other while Niko is running around looking for his backpack. Kira’s got her shoes on so I passed the baby off to my husband while I tracked down the knapsack to exactly where I told Niko to look and he said it wasn’t there. Dimitre kisses me goodbye and pulls out of the garage in his car while I’m still loading the kids in mine. We drop Niko off at school first, then Kira to daycare. The final stop is my mother’s house, where I drop Atlas off while I go back home to get some work done for the new store down in Miami. Lunch comes and goes and I don’t even realize how late it’s gotten until my phone vibrates and reminds me it’s time to leave for pick up. I pick up the kids in reverse order than that in which I dropped them off. Atlas first, then Kira, and finally Niko. We arrive home before Dimitre, the city traffic always the worst leading into the weekend. Niko sets up at the dining room table to do his homework while Atlas, Kira, and I play on the floor nearby in the living room until their father gets home. The sound of the garage door sends waves of excitement through the entire house. Niko hops off his chair while Kira runs to the door that leads from the kitchen to the garage. Once Dimitre has greeted the children, he does the same for me, and then takes over as the primary parent. Niko joins me in the kitchen and together we prepare dinner. We eat as a family and clean up together as well before we begin the nighttime routine. All the children get bathed, pajamaed, snuggled, and then read to sleep. By the time the house is quiet again it’s been a sixteen hour day and I collapse on the couch next to my husband. He smiles at me and pulls me into his arms. We don’t speak, we don’t need to. I know what he’s thinking because it’s the same thing on my mind. I’ve never been so tired or so happy in my life. 

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Women in STEM (sorcery, thaumaturgy, enchantment, magic)

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when you tell your toddler no so they go ask their dad right in front of you