They call me 'mama'.
Sometimes I feel lost and then they point at my heart and they call me mama and I know who I am again.
It's like floating off and just as you're losing sight of the ground, feeling the gentle tug of a string and knowing that you're tethered somewhere, even if you can't quite remember where.
*photos by Nye.
That face is so fierce and so cute all at the same time. She looks like she could burn a hole in the curtains.
ReplyDeleteI love these pictures. I'm going to miss you guys so much - even though we just started living in the same town. Glasgow will not be as interesting or as beautiful with out you. xx
ReplyDeleteYou pretty. Hardly the point, but still.
ReplyDeleteNice glasses too.
I await eagerly "mama". Currently settle for face slobber.
that second photo...so good. i can't wait to be called mama x
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ReplyDeleteYou pretty. They pretty. Also, I'm glad you're a mother.
I so get you - being a Mama is wonderful and being Mama feels so deeply comforting at times.
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god, this almost made me cry (sleep deprived, emotional wreck me) - being a mama really is the best! xx
ReplyDelete<3 Ammie's face is priceless.
ReplyDeleteI cannot wait for the purposeful "mama" so far just the dog is called by name.
ReplyDeleteThat face kills me.
ReplyDeleteoh my gosh! that face! that is worth everything.
ReplyDeleteThat last photo is amazing!
ReplyDelete"It's like floating off and just as you're losing sight of the ground, feeling the gentle tug of a string and knowing that you're tethered somewhere, even if you can't quite remember where."
ReplyDeleteHow do you always manage to write the most perfect descriptions of how I feel. You write so beautifully, it kills me. I also adore that face.
This is beautiful - your words and Nye's photos. Just beautiful x
ReplyDeleteOh man that totally tugged at my heart... and that second photo <3 a lot!!!
ReplyDeleteThat *face*!
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