It seems to me that as my belly is growing bigger, so is my heart. It is both opening and growing. Today at the grocery store, I stopped and looked at a Valentine's day display. I mean I really looked at it: I think I touched almost every single item that was part of the display. And, then, I thought to myself, "You know a holiday to let someone know how much you love them is a nice thing."
Those are hormones, you say. And, while I agree, there are hormones at play: I'm sure, for instance, that my weeping during commercials or during shows on network television is hormonally influenced.
However, I don't think that it is just hormones. It feels more permanent than that.
It feels as though my heart is getting ready to experience a whole new type of love.