9 years ago, a young girl was born with a distinctive “clown nose”: look ather current appearance after so many years

When Lloyd Connie was born her parents decided firmly that they would keep their child despite her “unusual” appearance.

Three-year-old born with 'clown nose' undergoes operation

Connie had a large red mole on her nose which was known as a “clown nose.”

The doctors diagnosed it as hemangioma and told her parents that it would fade away on its own. But teh years passed and there was no difference in it. So the parents decided to take steps and find an alternative solution to the problem.

Op ends 'clown nose' birthmark misery of girl, 3 - Mirror Online

The little girl grew older and older and was concerned about her appearance as she had fewer and fewer friends. S her parents searched for 3 years until found an appropriate professional who would be able to remove the birthmark from the nose.

Zara Green daughter Connie no longer typecast as Rudolph after surgery to  remove red birthmark from nose - Mirror Online

The girl’s operation was a great success and both the parents and the doctor’s efforts were not in vain. The results are satisfying and after treatment, the girl looked the same as her peers.

I was terrified she'd be asked to play Rudolph in the school play':  Mother's relief after surgery to remove her daughter's birthmark is  successful | Daily Mail Online

I Wanted to Teach My Husband a Lesson for Cheating on Me, but Life Punished Me Instead

Bethany’s perfect life shatters when she discovers a love note hidden in her husband’s jacket, hinting at his infidelity. Devastated and consumed by betrayal, she spirals into a quest for revenge that may destroy the very family she cherishes.

My name is Bethany, and I had everything a woman could ask for: a devoted husband, Noah, and two wonderful kids, Darcy and Jake. Every morning, I’d wake up feeling blessed, thinking, “This is it. I’ve made it.”

Until one mistake destroyed everything.

It was a Friday afternoon, and I was doing one of those deep cleans where you end up finding all sorts of forgotten treasures and junk. I was sorting through Noah’s jackets, wondering how one man could need so many, when I felt something crinkle in the pocket.

Curious, I pulled out a folded piece of paper, thinking it was an old receipt or a shopping list.

I unfolded the note, and my heart stopped. The words blurred as my mind tried to make sense of them.

“I will never forget Friday night. You were the best! I love you! I hope you will still divorce her and we will have the children we dream of!”

My hands shook. My first thought was denial. No, this couldn’t be true. Noah had said he was working late that Friday. He even brought home a project he was supposedly working on.

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