In utero she was comforted by the rhythm of my heart. As a newborn I held her to my chest, inhaling her exhalation as she curled in. Now, almost nine-months-old, I carry her close as we wander; so she can feel safe in this world.
I wear Poet in the simple silk sling in amber
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Thanks so much Tim; for capturing the love.