The Mystery  full ripe womb sacred treasure seen  but unseen felt but not held visible but invisible sacred wonder loved and loved and loved now and forever   (no sign we are happily waiting)

  My bag is packed. The bus arrives soon, then I will catch the train to Paris. The day has finally arrived, or I should say the next chapter, I am going to go wait in Paris for the baby…

  Countdown to babyhood, the dumpling that will arrive any time in the next two weeks. I do not know how I feel as it seems a bit surreal that is until I see Chelsea's growing belly. Chelsea has been…

    There is something about a baby… their baby smell, their little hands, their plump ruby lips, pinchable cheeks, silk ribbon tied wrists, their little bald heads… Babies I am sorry to say I could swallow them whole like…

  Soon Chelsea will be a mother and Martin a father. Their baby is loved.   Do you want to play a game?     Guess: The birth date? The sex of the baby? The name? The weight? Will the…