How are your Saturday nights different now than they were five years ago?
5 years ago I did whatever I want. Now I don't. But not just on Saturday nights - every night. Having babies does that to you. But you know what else? I really don't care. I'd rather be doing what I'm doing than have that "freedom" again. The time I spend with my baby, I will remember until I die. And it matters! The time I spent doing whatever it was that I did - I've already forgotten.
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