We Fight Our Battles Together

Disclosure: This is a sponsored post. All opinions are my own. If I am being honest, my daughter came into this world pushing me away. She was independent from the moment she was born. Sure, she relied on me for food and a diaper change, but rarely for affection. I have always needed her more than she has needed me. She is an introspective person, born an old soul. She seems to take great pleasure telling me what she thinks I am doing wrong—constantly reminding me that we MUST be…

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