The Three Tenths Of A Pound Rule

Summary

My mother suffered from severe Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder.

The day I was born, I weighed an exact three-tenths of a pound more than my twin sister, Lydia. So she put me on a scale.

She gave me only minimal water each day, starving me until my weight matched Lydia’s—down to the decimal point.

I screamed, my infant cries echoing with hunger, but Mom just refrigerated the formula and breast milk Lydia didn't finish.

She would feed Lydia eight times a day.

Eventually, my sister and I both ended up in the hospital. I was there for severe malnutrition.