HAMMONDS IN THE CITY

For some time I have been trying to 

find the correct words to describe

my experience of becoming a mother for the first time.

How it so permanently changes you.

Some words were too small.

Some were even too big. 

Some too pretty.

Some too plain.

Not so much words.

More of an idea.

Dear Mr. Face, Before I met you I was a big fat hairy caterpillar.

I moved at my own pace.  I saw the world from a lower place.

But one day I started to change.  I was wrapped in an uncomfortable frame.

9 months so curious of an uncertain claim. Then there you were and this is what I became.

With pretty new wings and a view from the sky, you changed me into a butterfly.

I love you Pal

Thank you for changing me

NOW BRING ON NUMBER TWO BECAUSE I WOULD LOVE TO CONTINUE TO WAX DISGUSTINGLY POETIC FOR THE NEXT 5 YEARS!!!!!

IT'S HAPPENING, TUESDAY, 5:30 AM.

HOW DO I KNOW THAT?

BECAUSE BUTTERFLIES KNOW THINGS!