A Room of One’s Own: Sharing (Brain) Space with My Baby
“My former home office, with its glorious door separating it from our bedroom, is now our son’s domain.”
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“It is a bewildering and lonely thing to be so attached to another human and also feel so adrift and so alone.”
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It felt as though I had been evicted from my own body, and it had been trashed in my absence. My resentment was as precise as any recipe.