I'd like to think that I know something about raising girls — I'm the mother of two daughters, and I grew up in a matriarchal family.When I was a kid, I imagined my life as an adult: I knew I wanted to be a writer. I knew I wanted to get married. I knew I wanted to be a mom with a household of girls — three or four, I imagined. There would be smocked dresses and bows, a house with a red door and a white picket fence.And while I'm perfectly happy that I didn't give birth to my own [...]
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