I didn't want kids...ever. At least that's what I "always" said. In high school I was pretty adamant that "my" would never be a word I would use in reference to children. I had zero motherly instinct. I'd never been one to play with dolls...at least not of the baby variety. Babysitting was definitely not my thing. I just didn't ever see the kid thing happening for me, but that was mostly because I never tried to see it.
And then, one night I saw it. I remember exactly where I was when the vision hit me. It was early 2003 and I was in my car with a certain boy, turning off of Lake St onto 2nd Ave going back to my Fulton St apartment. Ryan was talking about how he'd always wanted kids. I don't think we were even officially dating yet, but the idea of a little kid that was part him and part me flashed through my mind...and in that instance, everything changed. I, Tessa Renee Swanstrom, wanted a child. But not just any child...I longed for Baby Maki.
Strange to think back on the moment now. Over seven years ago, and I think the picture I see of Baby Maki in my mind is still quite the same. Dark hair, dark eyes...mostly Maki. The only thing that changes on occasion is if Baby Maki is a boy or a girl. These days, he's a boy. And I really wish you could meet him; he's super cute.
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