I just read your beautiful story of your daughters birth. *tears of joy, mingled with my own memories of my own daughters birth*
I too never felt so special & beautiful as when I was pregnant. It's as if for once in my life, in my own eyes, I had value & worth, because I was carrying this precious life in me.
Thank you for sharing, & helping me take a moment to reflect on special days, & be grateful for daughters. (especially since I have my Ipod on to drown out the noise of my boys car racing video game).
hugs
M 19 years, MC for 8 months, DB'd for 8 months 4 kids; 18, 15, 14, & 10 I was never meant to be a doormat. It took me years of therapy to become assertive enough to stop his abuse.
