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Saturday, September 3, 2016. I recently received the results of an evaluation that indicated that Lorelai is struggling with communication and problem solving based on some information I filled out when she was 8 weeks old. Luckily, I have lots of kids; one of which sat very still like a lump of cute baby doing little more than very loud mouth-breathing for the first 6 months of his life.

Be who God wants you to be. I feel so lousy about myself. So Tiff asked me if I wanted to join embrace Comm. A huge part of me was like yesss. Be who God wants you to be.