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Just letting the feedback of placenta encapsulation spill the secrets…🫶🏻

Maybe it’s my luteal hormones.
Maybe it’s the weather.
Maybe Thanksgiving makes me reflective.
But there’s a part of mothering no one talks about—the part that leaves you aching and overflowing all at once. After all the the wedding dust has settled, there is another layer of surrender.
It’s when you’re sorting laundry and a lump rises in your throat because her clothes aren’t in the pile anymore. It’s her specific little messes that don’t happen now, her scent fading from the hall, the quiet of her empty room… her presence. No one tells you that all the other kids will have to adjust too.
How is it possible to watch your prayers for them unfold right in front of you—answered, beautiful, everything you hoped for—and still feel an ache because a whole era has ended? They leave home, and that’s exactly what you raised them to do. And, it makes you so happy. And, it brings grief.
To be a mother is to be human.
Rest inside the tenderness of it.
Enjoy the gift of it.
Happy Thanks giving.🤎