a baby is growing like a flower in the garden of my womb.
in their first few fragile months of living we have travelled all over france and italy. although they will never remember, everyday i write them letters. so that when they grow up they will know they were loved from the beginning.
sometimes i think i can feel where they are, it is always slightly to the left. i wonder if they can hear my heartbeat better from there. sometimes m lays his head against my belly and whispers stories and love to our tiny future wonderchild. ‘your papa loves you very much’ he whispers, among little kisses.
there is already so much love for this tiny child from so many people all over the world. this feels like the beginning of something so extraordinary, so beyond words. i’ve never felt such love in my life.
we are so full of bliss for all the good that will come.
send love and warm thoughts to the little light growing in my belly.
(all images and artwork by others. last image is of my aunt holding me.)
see papa m’s announcement post: http://noinever.blogspot.com/2011/07/water-ballet.html