i notice them noticing each other. i see them falling in love across the universe."what's baby doing?" and whole hemispheres traveled just to be nearer to papa's voice. when chris is away for work, i play his voicemail to my belly and feel joyful kicks in response. already such a pair, these two.
he'll make baby tender and kind, generous and strong. his arms will be safe and days will be magic. and i get to watch it all unfold, from the front row seat of the best show in town: his fatherhood and our child's becoming.