Schuyler's monster doesn't have a proper birthday. Perhaps it could be said to share Schuyler's. Even that doesn't feel quite right, because it was there from very early on, probably the second trimester or so, a shadow unseen inside her tiny developing mind. She wasn't yet a baby, but her monster was already a monster, only waiting to be brought into this world with the sole purpose in life to bedevil the life of my daughter.
There may be no comments for so many of your posts, but I follow you and comment to myself. Silence, in hushed tones, speaks great volume. Thank you for your candor and frankness with your feelings and experiences.
There may be no comments for so many of your posts, but I follow you and comment to myself. Silence, in hushed tones, speaks great volume. Thank you for your candor and frankness with your feelings and experiences.
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