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There’s a moment on every trip, usually somewhere between the third meltdown, the overpriced snacks, and realizing you haven’t sat down in hours, where I think, I just want five minutes of quiet. No one touching me. No one asking for a snack. No one needing anything at all. Just… silence. And then, almost as quickly as that thought comes, I’ll catch one of them laughing. Or see their face light up at something small, something I probably would’ve walked right past if I were alone. And...

The other day, I had one of those moments that makes your heart drop straight to your stomach. We had just finished lunch, and like most outings with small kids, the exit from the restaurant looked less like a peaceful departure and more like a carefully managed operation. Shoes, snacks, cups, coats, and three little humans who suddenly forgot how to walk in a straight line. By the time we made it to the car, I was in full “mom mode.” The kind where you’re not really thinking anymore, you’re...