“You’re frightened. So am I.”
She turned toward the window.
“You’re not listening to me. I can’t do this.”
For the rest of that afternoon, she refused to hold Leo.
I did Leo’s bottle feeding and changing while she barely acknowledged us.
“You’re frightened. So am I.”
She turned toward the window.
“You’re not listening to me. I can’t do this.”
For the rest of that afternoon, she refused to hold Leo.
I did Leo’s bottle feeding and changing while she barely acknowledged us.