Motherhood - A Memoir of Our First Year by Carolijn Braeken
“...because i want to remember it all, feel it, relive it over and over again.
our first year, the pure and raw memories. the tears of exhaustion, the despair, the insecurity. the warm flood running through my veins when I feel her tiny chubby body fall asleep in my arms. that sweet, redeeming calm after a stormy period. his hand on my back while my aching body feeds her once again in the darkest of nights. her chatter, the tiny fingers fiercely holding mine, the sweet scent of her hair. her innocence, fearlessness, her eyes full of wonder. the process of getting to know her, the recognition, the small human slowly changing into her own person”