Do your thing and don't care if they like it.
Ah, babies! Theyโre more than just adorable little creatures on whom you can blame your farts.
You've got to experience failure to understand that you can survive it.
You transition as a mother from literally just pulling a booger out of that person's nose whenever you see one until at some point they assert: "No, I'm a person. You can't fix my underpants on the subway."
Don't be too precious or attached to anything you write. Let things be malleable.
...the music seems creepy, like when children sing in a horror movie