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We Are All That Mom | One Hangry Mama

We Are All *That* Mom

So there I was, on the floor of the Walmart deli, crawling after my baby who’d made a break for the puddle of spilled rotisserie chicken juice, when a grown man approached me slowly and asked: “Um. Do you need a cart?”

It was in that moment that I realized: I am that mom right now.

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