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While lying on the couch wondering if my brain was about to leak out of my ears Noah quietly spoke to me. In a voice just above a whisper he said “Mom, from now on I’d like a babysitter whenever you have errands. Let’s start today. I’m at babysitter dot com and it looks pretty good.” In that moment I forgot my pain and probably forgot to breathe as I flew to the computer without my feet ever touching the ground. Luckily, the site appeared innocent and I used the momentum to talk myself into taking a bath.

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