I came home from the hospital with our newborn baby and found the locks changed. My husband told me to leave. Twenty hours later, he was back… banging on the door, shouting it was “life or death.” I didn’t know the real shock was still coming.
I had waited a long time to become a mother. Not in the dramatic, movie-style way: just quietly, patiently, year after year, watching other people announce pregnancies while I smiled and told myself, one day.
I had waited a long time to become a mother.
When it finally happened, I was terrified and euphoric at the same time.
Pregnancy wasn’t easy for me. I was tired all the time. My back ached. My feet swelled.
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