There is perhaps no greater love that exists in the world than the love shared between mother and child. How often have we heard that love isn't logical, that it bends not to reason or rationalization? Love isn't brains--it's blood. When two people commune with their bodies to create a child, they are doing something that can never again be replicated in quite the same way. The exact combination of color and skin is unique only to the child you bear. Once formed, the mother carries her child around inside her for nine months, providing food and shelter, nourishing, growing, helping, loving. And when the baby emerges healthy, wailing at the top of his lungs as he takes his first breath and he and his mother meet eye to eye for the first time, there is a connection formed in that instant that can never be brokenLove son and Love daughter Tattoos
There is perhaps no greater love that exists in the world than the love shared between mother and child. How often have we heard that love isn't logical, that it bends not to reason or rationalization? Love isn't brains--it's blood. When two people commune with their bodies to create a child, they are doing something that can never again be replicated in quite the same way. The exact combination of color and skin is unique only to the child you bear. Once formed, the mother carries her child around inside her for nine months, providing food and shelter, nourishing, growing, helping, loving. And when the baby emerges healthy, wailing at the top of his lungs as he takes his first breath and he and his mother meet eye to eye for the first time, there is a connection formed in that instant that can never be broken
