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One Flawsome Momma: Momma, Can I Lay With You? No.

Fast forward. She's 9 now. And guess what? Momma needs her space. Momma needs to breathe. Momma needs you to go to bed and stay there all night like they told me you would when you got older. It's like an 8pm Sundowner's Version of Children. Her whole personality changes. In fact, she shows off about 8 of them in a matter of minutes...