Call Me Pom Pom
This is part 2 of a series on my journey of being pregnant, written with the intention to stretch the range of pregnancy experiences that have been subjected to the oppressive standards of heteropatriarchy. In another post, I wrote about the grief that moved through me when I found out I was pregnant. If you’d like to start there, click here:
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