I loved this entry so, so much from Sasha.
We are the example to our children of what love should be. I can only hope my boys find love like we have. Love is the person who can see you through the happy, beautiful, but also sad, and ugly. He tells me I’m sexy when I feel ugly. He laughs with me when we watch our boys. He holds me when I sob uncontrollably over my Mother. Of course we also bark at each other, and bicker. Eli and I have had our major up and downs. However, I would want no one else to share this journey with ❤
To my dear daughter,
As you grow, many boys will enter your years. They will speak words of love and passion, of wanting you–all of you.
Their sex will be lacking.
Believe me, dear girl, I know what crazy hot lovemaking is made of. Until the boy can assure you of the following, it is not true passion.
If he can patiently wait for over three years. From pregnant to nursing to pregnant to nursing, with your hormones fierce, and desire often dead. “Please, just let me sleep. I am so tired.” will be your common response. Until he can love you still, choose you still, it is not true passion.
If He can call you beautiful when even your feet are swollen from baby belly. Call you sexy when your legs run thick with varicose veins from the same. Call you perfect after your belly hangs loose with skin…
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