Maybe it was best that any delusions about motherhood were crushed right from the beginning. That is what I thought as I sat on the bed, holding his feverish little body against my chest. With a stain from his diarrhea on the left leg of my pajama pants and the smell of his vomit on my right shoulder, my very first Mother’s day began. I held vigil all night, barely keeping the virus under control, filled with worry and fear and utter exhaustion. It was around four o’clock in the morning when the thought…
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