“Right, uh huh” she mumbles, kissing him softly. “Tell that to your graying hair” she adds with a chuckle. . “But seriously, I just haven’t been able to shake this feeling of, I don’t know, just not feeling right. There was a time where I used to be supermom. I could do everything. Now it’s almost like asking the kids to fend for themselves. I feel like a bad mom.”
“Hey!” Alex responded to the fact she said he had a certain hair colour as he didn’t wish to accept the fact he was getting old and it showed. “You are a bad mom, and you’ve always been,” he joked as he kissed her back. “You should just raid some meds and make yourself feel better”





















