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.motherhood, baby, daughter, hands, Parenting, The Gallery, working mother
When I think about hands, my mind immediately turns to tiny fingers, minute finger nails and chubby wrists. The hands of my daughter.
But it’s these very hands, these tiny hands, which have made my own hands what they are now.
Because, without these mini fingers in my life, my own hands would not have found their current purpose. Continue reading »







