With all the dreams, hopes and feelings of love I have about being a mother there has been a few fears. When I left KY for Boston, I left with the intention that I would never come back. And until I found out this baby was coming, there was a piece of me that desperately wanted to leave again. I would be lying if I said I love it here, but I do love the people.
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| Little Piece of Boston, view from Charlestown |
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| I think that was in Maine |
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| Cape Cod & a great way to be sometimes |
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| French Toast Baby after brunch at The Paramount w/ Anna in Boston Commons |
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| Sailing off the harbor - beautiful |
There is a fear of how much of myself I will lose. Will I still be fun? Will I lose the desire to be adventurous? Will Nick and I's relationship lack spark or passion? Will I still love shots of Patron (lol)? And then, I think, will I discover things about myself that I love even more than all the things about myself that I may lose when I become mother? I hope so.
I had a lot of regret about moving back home, but now I see the plan I had was not as good as the one God had for me.
love this.
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