I so feel this way sometimes....
"...for it is when the baby sleeps that I liaise, as if it were a lover with my former life."
This feels a little extreme....but we've all had days where we feel a little extreme.....
"To be a mother I must leave the telephone unanswered, work undone, arrangements unmet. To be myself I must let the baby cry, must forestall her hunger or leave her for evenings out, must forget her in order to think about other things. To succeed in being one means to fail at being the other."
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