This morning at the Y while we were waiting for Brady's swim lesson to start, I started chatting with a cute lady with a tiny baby. Teeeny tiny. She told me he was two weeks old, and I marveled at how good she looked and the fact that she was dressed in matching clothes and sitting on a pool deck at 9:30am two weeks after giving birth.
I was already impressed... and then one of the swim teachers brought over her 15 month old daughter. Holy cow. A 15 month old and a 2 week old? This lady was good, and I told her so.
She told me that she also has a 3 year old and a 4 year old.
I bow to a mommy prowess far greater than my own.
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