I remember the first time I was pregnant. It was such a curious, awe-inducing experience knowing that a little person was growing inside of me. Initially the ultrasounds resembled a teeny tiny bubble of black floating in my tummy. How could this miniscule bean of life contain all the blueprints for a full-fledged human being? Pregnancy is a miracle, really.
During the later stages, as we all know, the belly balloons up to bubble-like proportions. At this point the little kicks, hiccups and stretches of the little bun can be felt. After giving birth to my two little ones, I always felt a sense of emptiness and hollowness. We were no longer two beings encompassing one body. My kids now have free reign in the real world, and sometimes I feel like tucking them back into the womb...to protect them, warm them, hold onto them forever.