motherhood

When you are pregnant, there comes a time when you think of nothing but having your own body to yourself again, yet after giving birth, you realise that a large part of you now exists outside of you - a huge part of you is somehow external; vulnerable, exposed, subject to all sorts of danger.

With each passing year, that part of you distances itself from you.

So you spend the rest of your life living in the complexity of loss and love. The ultimate paradox rolled into one exquisite heartache: your child.