Friday, September 20, 2013

RV + DDV = MDV

It began in March 2012. I knew the day it started...because you kicked me in the groin as you attached yourself to me. The intense pain which I tried to ignore as I sipped..nyaah...glugged my whiskey. As I took a puff of that stick that I'd all but given up, until that day.

I felt you, I knew you. And you changed me.

I was all aglow...smiling these secret little smiles...stroking my growing belly...eating fruit...bracing myself as we went over a pothole.

18 months. That's how long you've been in my life. Or maybe you've been around longer, from the day I knew I wanted you, when you were a thought...a concept...a desire. When I was 12.

One look at the pictures on my phone. It's like I have disappeared from my own life. There is only you. Sleeping smiling crying pooping crawling eating cruising. And sitting on your father's lap.

Baby M. All of ten months with two shiny white teeth and a head full of silky straight hair to show for it.

It has not been easy. You are an easy baby...so far. But bringing you into this world, nurturing you, feeding you, caring for you, understanding you, it has not been easy. Loving you though, that's a breeze.

And now you need me. I try telling you that I'm writing about you...give me a few minutes! Nope...you need me and you need me NOW.

We've started something new M. A brand new adventure and it's giving me goosebumps!