This is where I talk about what’s in my head.
Wild Grasses - April 8-15, 2021
Nothing defines my childhood more than grass. If that sounds a little silly, here me out.
Mourning the Loss of Breastfeeding
And after nearly ten months of loving these moments with her, her reaction broke my heart.
I tried, in vain, for several days to change her mind. But with each cry I broke just a little more, until I finally gave in. You win, head strong little baby.