Like a piece of paper

During pregnancy, I felt fragile—like a sheet of paper: delicate, easy to tear.

Worries, fatigue, hormones, and change pressed down, bending me.

Yet paper teaches a paradox: the more it folds, the stronger it becomes.

In this project, some prints are folded into themselves, others left open—mirroring how I was, and how I am.

Fragments of my diary appear on pages stretched by weights. They do not break; they resist, they hold.

This work is an invitation to speak more openly about pregnancy—its magic and its heroism—with less prejudice and more truth.