Welcome little one, may you feel at home in my heart now and always and forever.
May you feel loved, wanted and safe.
May you remember the love that you are.
This is what I wish I was told when I was born.
Instead I was born to a homeless mother who was in hospital 3 month before my birth. She almost died giving birth to me and I only saw her 17 hours after she called me an ugly duckling before she was wheeled of into surgery.
Reparenting my wounded child, helping to soothe the constant anxiety is not easy.
Doing this picture above is part of the process to help that anxious, scared part of me to feel loved, wanted, welcomed, and safe.
I don’t have many photos of me as a child. The one I cropped this photo from one that has a nurse holding me.