Being a mom has pushed me to the limits of what I’ve experienced so far in my thirty-three years.
I’ve felt crushing insecurity at times and steady confidence at others.
I’ve been exhausted and exhilarated.
I’ve been confused and I’ve questioned.
Sometimes I’ve trusted my gut. And other times I’ve floundered.
I’ve rocked him in the night and held him through teething and illness and growth spurts and needles.
I’ve swelled with pride and joy, and I’ve stood in awe.
I’ve sang thousands of lullabies and read thousands of stories.
I’ve nursed and I’ve nurtured.
I’ve danced and I’ve paced.
I’ve prayed.
I’ve laughed.
I’ve watched and listened and savored and recorded.
I’ve felt like an amateur and felt like a pro.
I’ve sought… (click here to read more)
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