Theres this part of me that can't wait to be a mother.
I don't know why or how I got the idea.
It feels sudden for me.
The shift in my mind and soul.
I feel I'd make a great mother somehow.
I'd love my child endlessly.
Boy or girl I'd be thrilled.
The excitement of having a baby with the right person.
The planning of a gender reveal or baby shower.
The decorating of a nursery.
The reading of books.
The sleepless nights.
The loving and growing as a family.
The endless amount of love pouring into your life.
The energy would be right.
The world would seem less dull and more vibrant.
I'd feel like I have a purpose.
A reason to keep going.
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Love hurts
PoetryNumerous poems about what love can do and how it hurts just as much. From ages 14-23
