Shrill

by Erica on October 9, 2009

Screaming until she gets her way, is how my darling daughter gets my attention. I suppose it’s that shrill high pitch sound belting out of her lungs, that always make me quick to fulfill her needs. That scream won’t leave my head, and wrenches me at the deepest part of my being. Even though it might give me a headache every now and then, it’s still hard to imagine that sound comes from such a sweet and cuddly little baby. Anyhow, it’s been a long dreary day, and I know it’s not the healthiest thing to be eating right now, but I’m about to have a few cookies with some milk. Moderation is important, and I only have a few cookies in the house, so I’m definitely not going to binge. Goodnight to all, and happy Friday!

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