Three years since “I do”

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.


An eighth month reflection

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.