I watched her last night after the kids were asleep. She wasn’t scrolling through another parenting forum or checking emails. She was sitting at the kitchen table with our youngest, helping him finish a clay dinosaur that had been sitting half-done for days. The tablet glowed softly nearby, showing some AI-generated art ideas, but her

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Last night, after we finally got the little ones to sleep, I found you at the kitchen table with your laptop open – that familiar dance of work emails and parenting forums glowing in the dark. You looked up with that smile that somehow still holds all your exhaustion and hope at once, and I

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