I remember back when all of my milestones in life were all celebrated with cake: my christening, all of my birthdays, my graduation, dance achievements and so on. Now, I long for a candlelit dessert to commemorate the mini, magical milestones that I’ve achieved or witnessed as a mother: my baby holding his head up on his own, rolling from tummy to back …
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