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I often find myself asking a plethora of questions.
One in particular always tends to boggle my creative mind.
Will I be a decent mother?
Sure, I turned out just fine, but I worry for the future.
A future that holds so much hope and promise.
But the fear of touching it ever so slightly,
might corrupt what bright joy it may have.
I should stop for a moment, and recount my blessings.
I am not in this alone.
Thank my stars I have a beloved at my side.
He holds me from behind, whispers reassuring words
Promises that he will be there every step of the way.
I believe his words.
Why wouldn't I?
He has always been there during my darkest hour.
So why not trust him.
The product of our love is but a miracle.
We brought life into the world together
Together still, we will raise this little one.
I am both excited and terrified of the future.
I'm sure her father, to a degree, feels the same.
We can't wait to meet you, little one.
So many wonders and beautiful things await you.