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Why raising a daughter scares the crap out of me

Why raising a daughter scares the crap out of me

I remember the first time I had to change my daughter’s diaper. I looked down at the area I’d only known on a casual basis and gasped at the mess. A black tarry substance had coated itself amongst the, ahem, folds and other, err, areas. Gross. Nervously, I grabbed a wipe and proceeded to pat delicately at the soiled sections. Pat, pat, pat. I stopped to admire my work. The mess was wet and smeared quite a bit but otherwise, very little had changed. A nurse, whose breathing I could hear and almost taste behind me, let out a deep sigh. “No, no. You’ll never get it out like that. Haven’t you ever changed a baby’s diaper before?” “Yes, my[…]

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