After the birth of my second baby, I honestly felt that I could
conquer everything from brokering peace in the Mid-East to bending
steel with my bare hands. Even after the endorphins and epidural wore
off, I still felt like a powerful goddess. Not to get too airy-fairy about it -- but it was a life-changer of an
experience and not just in the obvious physical ways. Beyond what it
did to everything south of my belly button, it was emotionally
empowering.
The birth of my first baby, however, was the exact opposite of that.
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