Motherhood: Not Quite There Yet
Hello I say to my body. I don't recognize it, too much has changed.
Do you understand?
I am standing in front of the mirror for a brief moment before I shower, mapping out my body. I trace the lines with my eyes, follow the curves and lumps, the scars, the marks.
Who even is this person in front of me?
I want to love her. I do. I want to be thankful for the years, the babies, the grief, the running, the aches and pains, the day in and day out that has walked me into the next day in and day out.
But I turn away from her.
Maybe one day I will be able to love her, without hesitation. I'm not quite there yet.



















