Noah and I were walking the other day when we heard a baby crying. Like really crying. Like drowning out the traffic and the birds and the kids playing in the schoolyard across the street.
“Mom, did I cry when I was a baby?”
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Day 1/42 in fourth trimester.
The universe shifted
and changed,
made space and formed
a new being
within my old self
and now
I too am remade