Maybe I’m crazy

 Maybe I’m crazy, but I loved giving birth.

It was hard. It hurt. I cried. I shook.
But I have never felt so powerful. So rooted in my own strength.

It was like the whole world paused.
Like I could feel every ounce of who I am showing up all at once.
My strength. My softness. My love. My courage.

The pain was real, but so was the magic.
I wasn’t just bringing a baby into the world.
I was meeting a new version of myself too.

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