Okay, I’m going to interrupt the witticisms with a shocking question / realization / confession /epiphany…
(it is probably not so shocking to you, dear readers. both of you.)
Here goes: Is being obsessed with your child’s brilliance, wit, and beauty truly just narcissism by proxy? Now before you answer that, let’s take it a step further…
Is being obsessed with your blog about your child’s brilliance, wit, and beauty narcissism by proxy?
Crap. There’s no way around this, is there? The mama is a closet narcissist.
Sunuva…
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