2 will become 3

Samuel mon amour,
7 years ago our love made me want to marry you right after we met (and we did) even though it sounded crazy. It made me want to stay illegally in a country that wasn’t mine, and work as a waitress just so I could be with you even though I was a graduated product designer. It also made me realize it doesn’t matter the work that you do or what people think. As long as you are happy doing it.
Your love made me trust I could learn to tattoo and fight for it and be faithful I could be good at it someday. Your love made me feel nothing is impossible and fuck it we can use all of our small savings and open a business, because why could we not?
My love for you made me want to become a mother and even though it still feels unreal sometimes... I’m realizing more and more that this is about to happen soon.
7 years ago we were just 2 hung over kids meeting on the stoops of a building in Bedstuy, climbing fire escapes at night to sneak in each other’s bedrooms. Today we are about to become parents. I look at my belly and I’m thankful and full of love. I love you both infinitely.