a Phone Note:
Yesterday I breastfed Ford for the last time. I grieve; knowing never again will I have this intimacy, this bond, this closeness with my son I have known for the past 10 months. I also celebrate, ready to reclaim the self that is wholly mine (if ever a thing, as a mom). I will miss it and yet I won't. It is such a paradox, motherhood. Busy with our children not a moment to ourselves, and yet when they go to sleep and the house is quiet as you're cuddled up with wine on the couch, the heart aches for your children.
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