When I was pregnant I wondered how motherhood would change me. Now, five months in, I have – not the final answer, never that – but an answer: I have not changed, as such, but I have grown. 
The belly is gone now, mostly, but the stretch marks remain on my skin; a visible, textural reminder that I grew this big growing a new person inside me.
I have mental stretch marks, too. 
Who knew I could grow to contain such infinite amounts of love? 
Who knew I have such immense stores of patience and strength to draw on? 
And finally, who knew that I would feel so much like myself even though life is so different now? 
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These are such beautiful reflections – the words and the images.
Just brilliant. This takes me back to those first few magical months. *sigh*
This is just beautiful Jenny. I love everything about it.
Beautiful. I resonate with this so so much.