If you say "I'm falling in love", people assume two things:
One, that it's romantic love.
Two, that it's new, tentative, small.
I have been falling in love every day for the past 11 years.
It started when the stick turned blue,
The two lines,
The plus sign in the window of a little plastic test.
I fell in love more with every flutter,
Every kick,
Every morning of being sick.
I fell in love more with each contraction,
Again with every suture used to close me up.
I fell in love with every spit up,
Every sleepless night,
Every laugh
And every scream.
I am still falling in love.
I fall in love every day all over again.
I fall in love every time I hear them say mom,
Every time I look at them.
I fall in love every time they learn something new
Or whine about what I've asked them to do.
Everyday I am falling in love with who they are
And who they're growing into.
No one can fall in love the way a mothers do.
Dec 5, 2024
Dec 5, 2024 at 5:23 PM UTC
If you say "I'm falling in love", people assume two things:
One, that it's romantic love.
Two, that it's new, tentative, small.
I have been falling in love every day for the past 11 years.
It started when the stick turned blue,
The two lines,
The plus sign in the window of a little plastic test.
I fell in love more with every flutter,
Every kick,
Every morning of being sick.
I fell in love more with each contraction,
Again with every suture used to close me up.
I fell in love with every spit up,
Every sleepless night,
Every laugh
And every scream.
I am still falling in love.
I fall in love every day all over again.
I fall in love every time I hear them say mom,
Every time I look at them.
I fall in love every time they learn something new
Or whine about what I've asked them to do.
Everyday I am falling in love with who they are
And who they're growing into.
No one can fall in love the way a mothers do.
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