I have somehow become a woman who yells. - Beirut Today
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I have somehow become a woman who yells. - Beirut Today
“The clocks were striking midnight, and the rooms were very still as a figure glided quietly from bed to bed, smoothing a coverlid here, settling a pillow there, and pausing to look long and tenderly at each unconscious face, to kiss each with lips that mutely blessed, and to pray the fervent prayers which only mothers utter.” (Louisa May Alcott, Little Women, 1868). The Evolution of Motherhood in Literature Motherhood has long been a defining t…
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