This is my third Mother's Day.
My first (2009), I celebrated a life in the arms of Jesus, and mourned the loss of our first little one. My second (2010), I celebrated the life growing within me. I appreciated the honor bestowed upon me simply due to the fact that I had conceived two children...I was blessed to have carried life.
This year is different.
I look in the mirror. Where once I saw a slim figure...now I see leftover baby fat, a cesarean scar, and stretch marks. Instead of a made-up fa...
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