I came across this book title during one of my meanderings around cyberspace, and thought:
1) What a clever title!
2) I thought I was the only one!
It follows the very intrepid and entirely relatable journey undertaken by author Rachel Bertsche, who has set a lofty goal for herself: go on 52 friend dates, one per week, for a year in hopes of finding her new BFF.
I have a confession to make: my 4-month-old daughter Peanut sleeps through the night.
As in 10 hours.
She has done so for the past month now.
Phew! That feels so much better!
But, strangely enough, I haven’t yet admitted this to any of my mommy friends. Why? Have I done something wrong? Should I feel ashamed?