I think it’s a shame that I didn’t realize I was an introvert until I was well into my thirties. Had I known that my need to be alone for at least part of the day was something I had no control over, I could have saved myself some serious mom guilt.
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Our family is a fire family. My husband is a firefighter, and more often than not, he is checking to make sure everything is “up to code” around the house. I have once mistakenly put a warm toaster oven back into the cupboard before it had a chance to cool down after being used, and…. […]