Motherhood ironies

Motherhood ironies

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This is in response to Rohini’s tag.

One from the good old days…
Your little one has been singing a rhyme all day till you’re driven up the wall. She’s sung it for the neighbour, the maid, the guard … everyone. Then your husband comes home. You ask her to sing it for papa and ….. silence….

And when they’re older…
Your son/daughter who is unable to play for a minute with his/her sibling without a squabble gets a comment ‘good team player’ at school.

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