Heart thuds

Thud, thud, thud.
Post partum exhaustion? Oh yes. That was absolutely, unequivocally horrific.

Thud, thud, thud.
Post partum sheer relief? Oh yes. He’s out! It’s over!

Thud, thud, thud.
Post partum terror? Oh yes. We have to now keep this thing alive?

Thud, thud, thud.
Post partum horror? Oh yes. The blood! ‘A veritable crime scene’ says the midwife, impressed.

Thud, thud, thud.
Post partum ecstasy? Oh yes. I am superwoman! I am invincible!

Thud, thud, thud.
Post partum excitement? Oh yes. Life will never be the same again! No going back, for better or worse!

Thud, thud, thud.
Post partum fear? Hell yes. Empty belly, replaced with arms full of responsibility.

Thud, thud, thud.
Post partum disgust? Oh yes. The gore, and now milk is coming out of me??

Thud, thud, thud.
Those beady black eyes staring at me through the gore. Ah, it’s post partum love. That’s all it is.

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