I grew up the oldest of seven siblings.
Truthfully, I was already 21 when my youngest brother was born, so we didn't really grow up together. In my senior year of college, my mom phoned me in my dorm, ordering me to sit down. "Don't tell me you're pregnant again," I said to my 44-year-old baby-making machine mama.
I became a super adaptable introvert bec…
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