Sometimes I forget, but the truth is - I have a great life. I have a family that loves me, a husband who adores me, friends that make me laugh, and I need for nothing. How easily I take this all for granted.
Lately, all I can think about is this life growing in my belly. How much I want for her. How I want her to know love, to know friendship, to know the world is a beautiful place, to know God, to know her family. How I want her to believe in good over evil, to believe in magic and fairy tales. And I want her to love others, to care for people more than things, to be generous and kind, to be curious and creative, to be carefree and adventurous. I could lay with my hands on my belly all morning, just dreaming for her, of her.As much as I want all that for her, I want that for me too. I think I've been too easily going with the flow. Not in a good way. In a way that means I haven't been following my passions. I haven't been loving life for all it's worth. I want that to change for me, but for her as well. I want her to be able to look to me as an example. To see that a woman can pursue her dreams, no matter what they are, and what they look like to anyone else.
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