I sway in the shower. When I’m rinsing the shampoo out of my hair I transfer my weight from left foot to right foot and back again.
I sway in line at the grocery store, while balancing a too-crowded basket and mentally running through my list.
Even when I’m not holding or wearing my baby, I sway from side to side like I did constantly when he was a newborn and I couldn’t comfort him.
One day I was apparently swaying in line for coffee, prompting a stranger to say to me, “I can tell you’re a good mom.”
It was the first time I felt I identified as a “good mom” and noticed I was starting to build a muscle memory for motherhood. It felt good.
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