When I was pregnant with my sweet little boy, I've read somewhere that, in that moment, my baby was the size of a strawberry.
I loved the idea instantly. The thought that a human being as small as a strawberry is so strong as to change my entire life forever was wonderfully weird and exiting to me.
We called him Strawberry until we both agreed on an official name. It still suits him today; sweet, joyful and beautiful. :)
We called him Strawberry until we both agreed on an official name. It still suits him today; sweet, joyful and beautiful. :)
