28/07/2026
Finding myself again postpartum is a slow, non-linear, circular, ever-lasting process. I meet her in bits and pieces, not at all how I thought I might.. often in nature, almost always when I let her dance and spin. Old, yet new, here then not, loud then quiet.. so radiant and then so grey again. What women go through after birth (and of course also in pregnancy) is unimaginable, not for the faint of heart and truly so magical. Finding myself postpartum will be a continuing journey and right here in this moment of cooking and dancing with my son, I saw her and felt her.. and dang did it feel good. Looking at it now, tears come to my eyes, because how beautiful?! How beautiful how beautiful to meet her again
