There is no denying, my mom was a beauty when she had me, in her twenties.
And it's not like she learned this from example. I can say this because my grandma doesn't have the internet and will never see this, but my mom's childhood was nothing like mine. Everyone does their best (supposedly), but I basically come from a long line of sub-par moms. My grandma's mother (a widow) was too busy rather joylessly trying to survive to show her much affection/attention. It wasn't personal, and wasn't because she was a horrible person, but she was an orphan who had been farmed out to work from about age 5, and in her world, life was basically *tough noogies*. My mom was determined to break the pattern and actually studied how to be the best possible mom.
Check this stuff out------ yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
I love you mom.