Before… And Then Everything Changed

Before, it was quiet anticipation.

Two hearts waiting.
Two journeys unfolding at the same time.
Hands resting on growing bellies, wondering who these tiny lives would become.

Pregnancy is a season filled with questions no one can fully answer.
You imagine the first cry.
The first touch.
The moment everything shifts forever.

And slowly, day by day, love grows before you even meet them.

The Waiting

There were long nights, small kicks, and conversations whispered to babies not yet seen.

Moments of excitement.
Moments of fear.
Moments where the future felt very close and very far at the same time.

The body changes.
Time slows.
And your heart stretches in ways you didn’t know were possible.

Before, it was just hope.

The After

Then comes the after.

The moment arms are no longer empty.
The moment love becomes real, loud, breathing.
The moment you realize life will never look the same again — and you don’t want it to.

After is messy.
Beautiful.
Exhausting.
Sacred.

It’s tiny fingers wrapping around yours.
Sleepless nights that somehow feel meaningful.
A love that arrives instantly and never leaves.

More Than a Transformation

This isn’t just a before and after.

It’s a becoming.
A quiet transformation into someone new — someone stronger, softer, deeper all at once.

Because motherhood doesn’t begin at birth.
It begins in the waiting.
In the wondering.
In the love that grows long before the world sees it.

Before, there was anticipation.
After, there is everything. 🤍