Wonder who you were mum
the you, before I was me
Before the branches of you shook,
and gave me all the leaves.
Did the giving leave you breathless?
And then did you give some more?
Was there any left for you
In that cup to pour?
And when you gave me life
Did you live for yourself too?
Did you feel like a different person
when you entered a room?
And did you sacrifice a lot
all so you could have me?
I know you, but I wonder,
who you used to be.
Was I your making, and your mirror?
Did you hold… read more
@A MyMSTeam Member thank you for this beautiful message. It reminds me when I think of my mother passing at first and I still had so many questions. Gave me a tear. Our mothers are sacred.
That, they are @A MyMSTeam Member. It puts a tear in my heart also.
Beautiful I'm not a mother but that was awesome
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What a beautiful reflection on motherhood and the transformation it brings. Your words capture something many mothers with MS experience—the profound shift in identity while navigating the challenges of a chronic condition.
Becoming a mother while living with MS does require sacrifices and adjustments. Many mothers find Show Full Answer