Hello little Julius,

Here are some photos of me and your father. It’s so important to me to relay that you were not only conceived in love, but you are surrounded with it. I’ve been reading in some relationship and parenting books that one of the best ways to make a child feel protected, secure, and desired is for the parents to show strong support for one another, show love to each other, and be excellent role models for the child. Your father means the world to me. He is my everything. You are a symbol and a creation of our love in the most true, organic living form. Someone once said to me, “Real love is how babies are created.” In many aspects, I believe that. It’s unfortunate that many same-sex couples are unable to conceive and equally saddening when heterosexual couples are unable to conceive. The act of conception, from any angle and any debate - all stems from love. No matter who you talk to, from any walk of life, would agree that anyone who desires to have a baby does so because of love. Never let anyone tell you who you can or can’t love, not even me. Who you love is up to you. Your freedom to love, your freedom to discover, your freedom to explore - is all part of why we’re human.

Your father and I are head over heels in love with each other spiritually, emotionally, mentally, physically, and metaphysically. It is my intention to compliment and love him, privately and publicly, to always reinforce our relationship and strengthen it every day for the rest of our lives. My hope is that by watching us as an example, you will one day know how to treat your future partners with adoration, respect, and kindness. He and I never yell or use violence. We never go to bed mad. We communicate even when communication seems impossible - and we do so with respect because we sincerely care about each other’s feelings. We get angry sometimes, sure. We’re human. If we get mad, we always make a point to discuss our reasoning behind the anger until the two of us can find common ground to bring forgiveness, correct misunderstandings, and bring a sense of validation to each other. If I could offer a bit of advice, whatever you do, always talk as much as you listen without resort to raising the volume of the voice or resorting to silence. I’ve learned it lengthens the argument rather than shortens it.

One day you will look around at the world and realize many families are broken, marriages have fallen apart, and unmarried couples in committed relationships fail to work things out. I can’t tell you how many times I have debated, with myself, why people end relationships (or friendships for that matter). I’m as equally confused by it as I am at an understanding with it. Perhaps one day you can share with me your thoughts on it.

Here are some photos of me and your father:

Love
Mommy