I remember that first ultrasound where you “waved” at us; that first day we held you and marveled at how tiny your fingers were; and that first day you grasped my hand and walked next to me. I love these little hands and the little boy attached to them.
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There is no perfect, ideal, and cohesive road for motherhood, only the twist and turns of the “figure it out yourself” sort... Was I ever a fully-fledged person before I had my children? Why yes, of course I was… I had a life and it was a great one –...
