You have no home in my belly, though I often rest my hands there,
Willing you to take up space within that hollow bowl of my pelvis.
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You have no home in my belly, though I often rest my hands there,
Willing you to take up space within that hollow bowl of my pelvis.
Read moreI wrote this in 2019. At the time my husband and I were going through fertility treatments.
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