"I'm proud of my heart. It's been, stabbed, burned and broken yet somehow it still works." And, today it bursts with love and happiness.
Things at home are good. I think hubby's getting used to the idea that there's a baby on the way. He often comes up behind me, puts his arms around me and my belly. Kind of like a big bear hug from behind.
He often asks "How's my baby doing?", and last night when I answered and said he's been very busy. I went to lie with him on the couch, so he could feel, and our little boy pushed up against his hand a good few times.
It is the most incredible feeling in the world, knowing we've become a family, for reals.
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