Belly love – a mother’s body in blossom.
30 weeks – a belly series.
Our littlest love, who sleeps in my belly, wakes with a stretch and a kick (or ten). A little astronaut floating in her bubble, waiting and listening to muffled voices to the constant beat of my heart. Love unseen growing bigger every day, here in my belly house.
Our littlest love, grow bigger and stronger in there,
in my belly house.