Five Years Ago...





Five years ago, I gave birth on a stool in my bedroom, squatting at the foot of my bed.

Five years ago, after the most pain my body had ever known, I held a slippery new body to my chest and began the process of mothering this new breathing being who needed me so very much.

Five years ago I was not the woman I am now. I was new, unarmed, so very unprepared in every way and so very awed by every moment.

Five years ago, I was born again, with my son's birth: a mother. Fully, utterly, completely.

Five years ago.

Five Years.

And we're all still growing.

And I am still in awe.