Pia Z. Ehrhardt hates babies:

Anyone can be awakened by a scream, but by a tiny fingernail scratching the tightly covered mattress? It’s less of a sound than one bristle of a brush on a snare drum. It’s the only sound you need in an entire, noisy, dumb world, and this clarity is enough to make you crazy, because your brain is stuffed with important things you all of a sudden don’t care about anymore, and you empty out to love the baby as much as you can which is how much love the baby needs, and your life is ruined for anything but being a mother, being a prisoner of this baby’s who will have to leave you and the safety of you, or turn into a vegetable, a wimp, a mama’s boy.

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