Having a baby around is a game changer, especially when it comes to the adult parent and child relationship. My own mother, Vera, and I had a complicated time together. Hugs and kisses were rare. It was more spit and spite. If it were compared to a dance, I would say our relationship was more the Riverdance than the waltz. We spent a good part of our lives jumping up and down or circling one another. Vera and I developed a strange kind of intimacy in my teenage years that made her feel better but made me feel uncomfortable. I blame it on the fact she was a fairly heavy drinker, a lifer with a six pack a day habit. As a result, she was prone to over-sharing. Your father, he really could be a bastard. I never wanted you; I threw myself down the stairs when I was pregnant. I never wanted children, but I just couldn't figure out how NOT to get pregnant. Did you know I had shock treatments? That kind of thing. Honestly, some of it bordered on child abuse. But ou...
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