Punctured. Leaking. Like I was being crushed under gravities weight. With unbearable pressure pulsating in my head was the ache of struggling to console, barely in a position to hold my newborn right. But if I didn’t lay flat,
An ache deep within bones, crawling under tiger-striped skin.
Nestled to rest in their first home; an experience passively mentioned,
with chances it might creep in.
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There was ample space in our master-bedroom for what our baby needed plus our stuff. Although a crib was handed down to us, co-sleeping was what made the most sense for me again this time around especially with the issues I had post-childbirth.
So, what changed?
There are so many ways in which I diminish my self-esteem and overall health that I would never want to see or hear my kids do to themselves
One thing I was excited for Mother’s Day were the crafts and pictures that my eldest made at school for me. His first year of school and I was gifted with a rainbow vase and pink Roses, a picture of him blowing kisses and a list of the special things he loves about me. AccordingContinue reading “April Showers Bring May Flowers”
For one slight second I let comments or ideals that other people have about my life delude the way I see myself.
And what is the daily prompt topic for today? See below.