I am an only child and a mother of an only child. She and I are completely different. I have never met a stranger, and she is attached to my hip. It takes her an hour to warm-up to every situation, which is always unfortunate since most fun things only last an hour. She is shy around some people and a complete clown around others. There is no method to this madness, so I am usually suffering from mental whiplash. Nevertheless, every day is a joy. I’m the luckiest mother in the world.

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