I am beautiful, strong and capable. I've always had to be strong.
I just don't always want to be.
Sometimes I want to hide, curl up in a corner and tune out the world.
Sometimes I want to sit in someones arms and be rocked to sleep.
Sometimes I want to just be. Quiet. Still.
It doesn't matter though, what i want.
I'm something better then me, I'm a mom now.
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