Is there anything more terrifying than a love this big?
Is there anything more terrifying than carving out a piece of your own heart to share with the world?
A piece of your heart that will grow and beat outside of the confines and control that your body once had. A piece that can break and ache and run. A piece that can be crushed, bruised, swayed or lost altogether.
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He has his own journeys. His own ideas and desires and worries and mistakes. He has his own heartbreaks and his own demise.
That is the burden of parenthood.
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It truly feels like the meaning of life, and it is always worth it.
MommyB次元官网网址檚 Inside Voice is a biweekly column by Amie Jay, a local mother of three.
