Mother of One
Me and my cute lil' bestie. I really am loving where we're at right now. I absolutely adore being the mother of one. And for once, I have peace about it instead of feeling guilty or anxious saying that. I LOVE MY ONLY. What a special time of life, to just be one someone's world and vice versa. It sometimes hurts me that he won't remember these early years, when it was just him and I. All this time and effort and love I poured into him when he and I were the only two people in the world. Ry says he won't be damaged by not remembering, but that's not what I mean. It's just sad to me that he won't remember, sad in a selfish way, because this has been my whole entire life the last few years. My days are spent looking at him and feeling like my heart is going to explode and just giving him kisses constantly. Thank you husband for making this happen for me. What a gift.
He breaks my heart with love every day. And don't you just want to use that chewy wrist like a teething toy?
"Nevermore I'll live in just one place: my restless senses stretch like tentacles into other rooms and lives to protect you."
He breaks my heart with love every day. And don't you just want to use that chewy wrist like a teething toy?
"Nevermore I'll live in just one place: my restless senses stretch like tentacles into other rooms and lives to protect you."