a year. it's been a year since marvel appeared on this earth. right here in this house. oh lovely day.
i feel like i didn't exist before marvel. and in a way, it is true. i feel like whoever i used to be is gone, replaced by koruna and marvel's mama.
i used to feel like the leading lady in my own life. but as i alternately dance and trudge through early motherhood, i have come to understand that's no longer true. we, the ingrams, are an ensemble cast. i am just as invested in the other characters as i am in myself - often more so. there are moments that i feel exasperated by that, wishing for more time to think my own thoughts or to search for some small glimmer of recognition of who-i-once-was.
but most moments i am simply yet madly in love with our ensemble. our posse. our tribe.
and it is marvel heron ingram - our wondrous one, our treasured son - that completes our tribe.
i love every cell, every moment of him. i love his subtleties and his substance.
and i swear i love this whole damn world more now that he is in it.