I had a vision yesterday of my son as a toddler. My husband and him and I were walking down a beach somewhere. He was running ahead of us and picking up rocks and running back to show me. “Mommy!! Look!” His hair was curly like his dad’s.

I had this vision during savasana and pregnancy hormones or whatever, it made me cry. Crying in semi-public is always fun. I was just overcome with gratitude that this little baby chose me.