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As I approached the much-anticipated moment of my first child’s birth, the conversations around delivery methods swirled with overwhelming intensity. When my midwife initially asked me how I envisioned my birthing experience, my instinctive reaction was clear: “I don’t want an epidural.” This seemingly resolute stance stemmed from a combination of my fear of needles
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As I watched my little one take his first steps toward a new adventure, my emotions wavered between immense joy and a deep sense of nostalgia. Each step he took during his preschool graduation felt like a poignant reminder of the past few years we’ve journeyed through together. It’s astonishing how something as seemingly simple
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