Six years ago I started to hear little voices in my head, and they've gotten more prevalent as the years gone by. I went to see a doctor to see what he could do to get rid of the voices and his unfortunate response left me quite in despair. "Miss Rachel, I'm sorry but there's nothing we can do about the little voices in your head. We've yet to find a cure for MOTHERHOOD," uttered the empathetic (theoretic) doctor. Fast forward six years, and now I've traveled far and wide, literally across the globe, along with a husband (not necessarily mine) and three little nuts who claim to be my offspring, to find a cure for this thing called Motherhood. Our travels have landed us in a tropical climate country that's yet to catch on to centralized air conditioning. Since adapting to our new life in this somewhat foreign land, the little voices in my head have noticeably lessened. All thanks to a wonderfully affordable cure I discovered since moving here.....the nanny.
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