How did I misplace my adventures of motherhood?
Was it really this much work?
Slowly the memories come to the surface.
Three weeks after I had given birth to Sacha I found out that I had ovarian cancer.
Sacha was ill waking up numerous times at night until he was five years old.
Chelsea was two and a half years old and a full-time Mother's aid.
French Husband carried it alone, plus a full-time job.
I am hugging them tight this evening…
a Mother's job is never done and that is music to my ears.
But I am so glad that diapers are no longer part of our lives,
and that I no longer have to divide
the trinkets in the cereal box.
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