Motherhood feels vulnerable and blissful. Calm and chaotic. Overwhelming and simple. Connected and alone.
Invigorating and exhausting. Full and dependent.
And often times all in one day.
But sometimes, it feels exactly like this.
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Motherhood feels vulnerable and blissful. Calm and chaotic. Overwhelming and simple. Connected and alone.
Invigorating and exhausting. Full and dependent.
And often times all in one day.
But sometimes, it feels exactly like this.
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