Our journey from the first I do has had its share of I don't, I can't, I won't. Easy to presume that love has taken flight. It has. To new levels.
I went from wondering how I'd ever give birth; (this stupid watermelon-through-a-lemon-sized-hole analogy always playing on my mind); to doing just that and more. Much more.
Those few indulgent minutes of pure, all encompassing warmth!
What do I call home? Not a place anymore. Perhaps a sentiment? An identity? A talent? A belief system?
It is true that you only appreciate what you have once it's taken away, severely compromised or at the mercy of your 3 month old.
Dancing and life are not very different he taught me. Timing is everything.
We've got our whole world in our hands.We are gearing up to have it turned upside down and inside out.