a letter to myself

4 Apr

Dear six pound seven ounces baby me,

Don’t cry.  Don’t fret. It will get better. Your life is more perfect than you know right now. Unfurl your brow. Shut your little baby mouth. Put down those fighting fists. The trauma is over. Let out the yawn.  Enjoy being held in her arms, it’s snuggle time. You are safe.

love,

You + 22

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2 Responses to “a letter to myself”

  1. jenniferautumn April 5, 2011 at 10:18 pm #

    Funny, I look peaceful in my baby shots…

  2. annhyphencharlotte April 5, 2011 at 11:35 pm #

    i was just born! im allowed to look traumatized

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