Family Girl

I’m a new mom to an adorable, little boy named Y. I named him after a Russian astronaut because I’m an astronut – which is weird because I don’t like floating around and eating liquid food in sachets. His father, J, gave him his second name, G, for no special reason.

My other boy (or man, he insists) is J. We are the living proof that opposites attract. He couldn’t care less for spelling and grammar, while I couldn’t do sports if my life depended on it.

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