In Love

I'm not a sappy person, really, I'm not. There are hormonally-induced times that I cry and then there are tragic, romantic love story reasons. But I tell you this child does something and I just well up with so many emotions. And it's weekly. Now, it may still be somewhat hormonally driven, but I FEEL the emotions -- swirling -- I practically drown in them at times, so I'd say it's an intensely real experience. And it's awesome in the TRUE sense of the word.

Love has a new meaning for me. The classics -- poetry, novels, music it all hits me differently now. I sing to Davis a lot and I'll pull a musical out of the back of my head and be surprised at how well I can apply it to our new relationship. The rush of love has even taken my breath away. No not Top Gun style, but more of an astonishment of "wow I can't believe you're mine and we will love each other unconditionally forever."

Everyone's so sweet with advice and reminders - mostly I hear enjoy every moment and just take it easy while you're off. As much as I feel guilt for not doing more while I am at home, I am not having a problem just watching him. So everyone worrying about me missing out - fear not - I have taken heed and am most definitely tracking every minute detail.