We are married now.
That statement is pregnant with possibility. Indeed, fertility is at our fingertips.
Isn't it miraculous that with a little bit of magic, the we that is the two of us can one day become a three (or maybe a four, five, and six)? Let's not get ahead of ourselves, though.
My mind finds itself wandering through uncharted neurological neighborhoods. I am, for the first time in my life, interested in ovulation. I've suddenly taken considerable notice of my ovaries and how they are passing the time. Bless them for waiting so patiently for my attention.
The fact that CHB and I both carry the seeds of expansion in our bodies makes my brain rattle. The mystery of it all is so deliciously consuming, don't you think?