As Penny's cries echoed through the room, I hurried to soothe her, feeling her small body warm and fragile in my arms. Her wails pierced the quiet, a reminder of the life and responsibilities that now defined my world. Rocking her gently, I hummed a lullaby, hoping to calm her distress.
Just then, my phone buzzed on the nightstand, the screen lighting up with a new email notification. Balancing Penny in one arm, I reached over and opened the email, my heart sinking as I read its contents.
"Dear Erica,
We hope you are doing well. This is a reminder to inform us of your decision regarding your employment status. Please clearly state whether you intend to quit or continue with your duties.
Best regards, HR Department"
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The words stared back at me, demanding a decision I wasn't ready to make. I felt the weight of my career hanging in the balance, juxtaposed against the new, profound responsibility of motherhood.
