Being a parent is like walking down the street without a stitch of clothing. A shaky onion without its skin- leaving behind the shell for an terrifyingly open and soft centre.
The soft skin under your arms.
It's better than I ever imagined. It hurts more than I ever imagined.
It's full of joy beyond recognition, the weight of responsibility, day-dreams,
laughter mixed with fear
I hunger and ache for my girl.
Life unveiled
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