When I was pregnant, I worried that I might not love my baby when I met him or her. I worried that I wouldn’t have enough love. I worried that I couldn’t love them as much as I already loved my first child. I worried that I might love my son less with the arrival of the new baby. I worried that love was finite and there wouldn’t be enough to go around.
But then I met her.
And my heart burst into flowers.
Love is not finite. It is exponential.
(I worried needlessly – and you should not worry either).
Love Outie – we do ‘love’ for your belly
NEW: Ka-bloom triptych (set of 3 x A4 prints on german archival paper).
Heartstrings Maternity Tee:
Love Bomb maternity tee:
Heart-stacked Tiki (heart totem) maternity tee: