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L: Love

April 14, 2016

That feeling that grips you as you ride a cab back home at the end of an evening with your tiny person fast asleep on your chest. An evening at the end of a three-day long weekend when you’ve managed, for the very first time to take care of her all by yourself for three whole days. A new for you. And an overwhelming sense of gratitude at how well-behaved and easy she’s been, and how despite your fears, you realise the weekend did breeze by pretty quick. And there’s love, that floods through your heart and ever so slightly constricts your chest. 

Motherhood and all its layers that I’m still uncovering never ceases to amaze me. Maybe I’m finally getting a hang of this. 

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