Monica A. Coleman
CategoryMY BODY IS YOUR HOUSE
By Monica A. Coleman
“You think my body is your house!”
I sighed to my clingy infant daughter.
Bordering on toddlerhood, she was crawling, walk-stumbling, and doing it all from the home base of my lap, legs or arms.
Don’t get me wrong. I love holding my daughter. I love her embraces, her s..