I cannot pass this one by without reblogging it.
The last time I left my home alone without any assistance happened ten years ago. It was on 24th of July, when I made the trip down to Rio from Miami’s international airport.
We drove down from Tallahassee to the airport, because I refused to take connecting flights alone with a baby. I wasn’t used yet to the need of holding on to someone to go anywhere, so we drove down to the airport – about eight hours away. Whenever I needed a break – or the baby needed one, we’d stop by a restaurant, and I’d pick up my baby and take him with me to the restroom alone, change his diaper and return to the parking lot, where my husband would be waiting for me.
My sight at the time was around 235/400 (I’m not sure how that was measured), but I could see only light and…
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thank you.
A pleasure.