Tag: Children
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Imprisoned
As the sun rises, sitting at the dining room table, your home filled with silence. The silence of everyone still sleeping. Your children dreaming of the days to come, of their utmost desires. You take that first sip of coffee, the first one that always warms up your body. Reminiscing of every word you said…
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Motherhood
For 9 months I carried you inside of me. I felt every movement you made. The daily ups and downs of my emotions were draining. I couldn’t keep anything down even if we were both really hungry. I could see my belly grow one stretch mark after another and gaining pound per pound. You got…
Mentally Unraveled 