I knew a day would come where I would have to write our love story down for my children to laugh at…and I suppose tonight is as good a night as ever.
Martin just came home from work (It is 3 a.m. here in Italy) and we giggled a little about random things and then fed our twin boys together in order to get a good nights rest. (Him of course…I am more like a vampire these days).
As I was breastfeeding Leo…I looked over and saw Martin watching Ale with the most tender look in his eyes. He is so sweet and cautious with the boys. He has this innocence like a puppy dog finding a baby chick. What do I do? Is he OK? Can I lick him to feel better? It is touching. Read more