The same yet different paths

Living with Moxie

We both excitedly told our families we were expecting another.

We both gazed in amazement at that black and white ultrasound.

The sound of our babies’ heartbeat made us awe at the miracle growing inside.

We both endured morning sickness and heartburn and insomnia. We both felt the kicks and squirms as well as the achy joints and pains.

We both labored for hours and felt all the pain as our babies’ made their entrance into the world. We both felt our chests get heavy and raw. We both woke up at odd hours of the night to pump or nurse our baby. We both prepared their room, we both bought the baby book and the soft blankets and adorable onsies. We both introduced our baby to their siblings.

But somewhere along the way that’s where our sameness ended.

You filled up that baby book with measurements and precious milestones…

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Author: Alex

I work in a college library, and love reading, writing and drawing. I am a breast cancer survivor.

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