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Love for my child. Honestly, I didn't experience wild joy during pregnancy like everyone else. I thought about giving birth and immediately felt an enormous dose of oxytocin that would knock me off my feet, so much that even milk from my breasts would erupt in fireworks. That's how I waited, but it didn't happen... My baby! My little one, nine months together. I raised him, I fed him, I was home and the whole universe. And nothing happened... you know, how scary is that? Everyone asks if I'm happy? I say yes! But actually, I regret that it was so painful for me, poor thing! They took me to postpartum recovery, washed up, offered to
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