With Child
As soon as you're pregnant, you’re always aware it’s not just you anymore. A wordless conversation starts that lasts a lifetime.
Pregnancy is such an amazing experience: my breasts got tender, my tummy ballooned out, the ‘other’ inside made me nauseous. It flopped around like a dolphin, kicked to the point of full-on Braxton Hicks contractions that made my tummy as hard as cement.
And the experience never ends! My last conversation with my mom with pleasure: she was 99. We sang an old hymn together around her kitchen table with great gusto, croaking like frogs.
As soon as you're pregnant, you’re always aware it’s not just you anymore. A wordless conversation starts that lasts a lifetime.
Pregnancy is such an amazing experience: my breasts got tender, my tummy ballooned out, the ‘other’ inside made me nauseous. It flopped around like a dolphin, kicked to the point of full-on Braxton Hicks contractions that made my tummy as hard as cement.
And the experience never ends! My last conversation with my mom with pleasure: she was 99. We sang an old hymn together around her kitchen table with great gusto, croaking like frogs.
As soon as you're pregnant, you’re always aware it’s not just you anymore. A wordless conversation starts that lasts a lifetime.
Pregnancy is such an amazing experience: my breasts got tender, my tummy ballooned out, the ‘other’ inside made me nauseous. It flopped around like a dolphin, kicked to the point of full-on Braxton Hicks contractions that made my tummy as hard as cement.
And the experience never ends! My last conversation with my mom with pleasure: she was 99. We sang an old hymn together around her kitchen table with great gusto, croaking like frogs.
20 x 16” oil on canvas. Framed size 21 x 17”.