I know he is a teensy bit over his optimal weight. And I know all the dirty details of his habits and such...but, some how, some way I am so enflamed with passion for him. Could it be love is truly blind?
I am some what of a shallow person when it comes to judging looks, and he IS handsom by many standards. However, I just get a glimps of his rock muscle legs and his statue of david heiny and I start thinking dirty.
Could it be that the pregnancy horomones have taken over my brain? Or that the love I have for our handsom baby son, so rambunctious and adorably cuddly, but especially ruff and tuff baby boy, carries over, multiplies and componds the love I feel for his Daddy?
Is it possible that I am imagining this and will it go away? I want to make it stay forever.
2007-03-28
16:40:45
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BellaLuna
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