The “one-arm mommy”

At the preschool where my sons attend, I’m becoming known as, “The One-Arm Mommy”. I can hear the kids whisper it to each other as they see me walk by. Picking the boys up at school, you’d almost think I had 12 kids – they all gather around when my boys run up to me. And, it’s all ok. In fact, I’m super good with it. Those kids are recognizing a memorable characteristic in me. And, they’re talking about it. Not in a mean way. They aren’t making fun of me. Or making fun of my boys. When they...

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