It's a beautiful thing to be a parent of a grown child, to see them develop into these wonderfully intelligent, self-assured and independent ladies who will surely rule the planet (under El Generalissimo's tutelage, of course) one day.
Still, part of me misses that little baby that needed my body for nourishment, that slept every night tucked into the nook my body made just for her, that giggled with pure heavenly delight at the mere mention of me eating her belly. I miss all of that.
And while I have no intention of bringing another child into this world under my current circumstances, you already know... if the stars align and I become a Mrs. there will be more Jaded babies.
Why?
Because these...




...were beautiful days that I'd love to have again.
*smooches...for the ladies that help me realize what's important in life*
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When I'm gone, I hope they know it was all for them, so that they could be and do it all.
Why yes, I'm still PMSing... why do you ask?