I wouldn't know Moor, Im unable to make a comparison. I have four and all were produced in my 16 year marriage. It took us three years to have #1 and the rest came about every two years, a result of exclusively breastfeeding each for that same length of time. I loved carrying, incubating and nurturing my husband's seeds!
I never felt better and more alive than while carrying my sons.
My skin glowed. My hair grew even longer. And I craved things like Salmon (as opposed to the junk I hear that others craved).
I was so exceptionally healthy and vibrant that even my doctor commented, "I wish every pregnant patient was like you."
I have a picture of myself at 8-months pregnant. I was rocking a serious natural afro-puff and airborne in a jump shot while playing basketball with the fam.
There's nothing more feminine than growing and nurturing seed. In my youth, I experienced that as a pregnant mom. Approaching 40, I experience that when nurturing the seeds of prosperity for my family.
Nothing in the universe compares to the feeling of carrying a child in your womb. Motherhood is phenomenal!
ReplyDeletenicki!
ReplyDeletegirl u ain't said nothing but a word....motherhood is a tangible manifestation of God....
Ladies, but isn't better with a man you really want to be with, like say your HUSBAND!?!?!?!
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ReplyDeleteBetter than WHAT?!?!?!
I wouldn't know Moor, Im unable to make a comparison. I have four and all were produced in my 16 year marriage. It took us three years to have #1 and the rest came about every two years, a result of exclusively breastfeeding each for that same length of time. I loved carrying, incubating and nurturing my husband's seeds!
ReplyDeleteSo DV, what advise would you give to a beautiful woman who is running out of time (at 33 yrs old) and no man in sight?
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get to know thyself in the meantime...and enjoy life to the fullest...whether he comes or not be good to yourself
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@nicki:
ReplyDeleteI never felt better and more alive than while carrying my sons.
My skin glowed. My hair grew even longer. And I craved things like Salmon (as opposed to the junk I hear that others craved).
I was so exceptionally healthy and vibrant that even my doctor commented, "I wish every pregnant patient was like you."
I have a picture of myself at 8-months pregnant. I was rocking a serious natural afro-puff and airborne in a jump shot while playing basketball with the fam.
There's nothing more feminine than growing and nurturing seed. In my youth, I experienced that as a pregnant mom. Approaching 40, I experience that when nurturing the seeds of prosperity for my family.