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Eleven months ago, I had a beautiful baby girl. Wait, don't go -- I'm not going to talk about sleep deprivation, or how much money you can now make as a mom-blogger. I'm going to talk about the creative dust bowl in which we sometimes find ourselves at times of exceptional change.
Babies and other upheavals do more than keep us up at night. They turn us, overnight and gradually, into different people