he is mine in a way that he will never be hers, yet he is hers in a way that he
will never be mine, and so together, we are motherhood. ~desha wood
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a birthmother puts
the needs of her child above the wants of her heart ~Skye Hardwick
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my mother gave me softest hair and moonlit eyes and skin so smooth. she gave me life, her flesh and blood, a place to grow, and warmth and food. but when i came into the world, her life stared deep into her soul. she knew she could not give me all so she placed me to make me whole. ~unknown
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