There’s a new post on Daughter on Duty.

I loved being pregnant. Well, after the nausea was over, and before I felt like an elephant. Both my babies were plus-size, and both stayed in the safety of the womb beyond my need for them to move out. By the time they breathed their first breaths I had no mixed feelings about the end of the pregnancy: cut that cord, time to meet the future.

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