What’s Wrong With Me?

What’s Wrong With Me?

I recognized her, but not for the reason you might think. She walked into my office, her two week old infant over her shoulder, infant carrier slung over one elbow, diaper bag with burp cloth falling out over the other elbow. A pacifier hanging from a robin’s egg blue ribbon dangled from her clenched teeth. “Here, how can I help you?” I offered. [more]

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