Get weird with me for a second, moms.

Okay I just want to know what it’s like to look at another person and know that you MADE them. How you, by yourself turned a fertilized egg into a sentient being. I wanna know what that feels like in a way you can best describe because I don’t know how I would stop staring at my child knowing i made a whole life. Or if you even do think about this. It must be amazing.