Dearest little One
Dearest little one, I dreamt of you for so long. A piece of your daddy. And a piece of me. Love. I wonder who you’ll be. Who you’ll look like. If you’ll have my curly hair and my dimple. If you’ll have daddy’s dark hair and his eyes. Which sibling you’ll resemble most. If you’ll have my stubbornness or his patience. My laugh or his quiet way of loving. I wonder what little pieces of us you’ll carry with you. What will be yours alone. The little things we can’t imagine yet, but will come to know by heart. I wonder what it will feel like to finally look at you and see a little bit of both of us looking back. Soon enough we’ll find out. Soon enough, we won't be one anymore. No longer moving as one. You, safely tucked beneath my heart. My ribs your armor. My body your home. My heartbeat, the soundtrack of the beginning of your life that you’ve come to know so well. Soon, we will never be this close again. Warm, snuggled, safe within my womb. M...