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Gosh, mama. I promise I get it. I promise I’ve lived days where the mirror in the dressing room made me cry, bought a giant bag of m&ms to drown out the sorrow on the way home, then cut the tags out of my jeans so my husband (and not even my friends) wouldn’t knowContinue reading “Gosh, Mama. I promise – I get it.”