It is evening, the sun is about to set. I am walking in the garden, holding Aizal in my arms and thinking about what the upcoming night will bring for us. Thinking about the night, a lump forms in my throat, as she sleeps peacefully in my arms. It adds to my fears of being a first-time mom. I fear for her crying hysterically at night while I am trying to console and rock her back to sleep. I fear …
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