You brought me marks…. marks that can’t be hidden or erased! I saw my own skin stretch and tear up, inch by inch, with every gram you won. I saw my face, before so well made now marked with exhaustion, by fatigue and by stress. I see my hair thinning, entwined in the comb, rolling down the drain. I saw my belly becoming flaccid and ugly. I saw my body weigh,swell, dry, increase…. and win a scar when you arrived, an eternal scar. Yes, I cut myself for you! Today, when I look at myself in the mirror I see so many scars and marks, the old me, so young and flawless….. today,no more! But amidst all this, when I look at you, out of me, growing up, smiling, giving me dark circles mixed with smiles, I say to myself that I don’t care about all these. I have your embraces, your looks who trusts so much in me… I have your admiration and your love and for this Inaaya, my baby, yes , I would mark myself a thousand more times to have your little limbs entwined around me. I have made you… you are the most magnificent beauty I can have!
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“There is an instinct in a woman to love most her own child – an an instinct to make any child who needs her love, her own.” ~ Robert Brault