P and I just returned from a three-day babymoon vacation in Lake Tahoe. Returning home, I experienced a sadness that was absent from our previous get-aways. I felt a deep and tender connected-ness to P. Being pregnant, she is vulnerable in the ways she moves, walking a step slower and waddling slightly from side-to-side. Her smiles and laughters also carried forth an effusiveness and melodious intonation that were child-like. I wanted to hold her and protect her. It was easy to feel her love, and to love her.
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