Chapter 38

Harlow

By ten o'clock Tuesday morning, I’ve already answered two emails from a wedding planner who thinks centerpiece candles matter more than sleep, reviewed intake notes for one of my new advocacy clients, and told Mia “you are not supposed to not lick windows, you are not a dog” so many times it no longer sounds like English.

Motherhood’s glamorous like that. The twins are riding high today, bo