I Stepped Up When My Sister Couldn’t—And It Changed Everything
I was already up when the baby monitor crackled—6:02 a.m., same as always. Oatmeal on the stove, sippy cup rinsed, little pink bowl on the counter. Lina’s cry started as a whimper, then bloomed into that full-body wail toddlers do when the day arrives before they’re ready. I scooped her up, kissed the curls at…
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