At the beginning a small seed that is placed in the lap of a mother. It is the life that begins, pulsting in the same compass of the maternal heart.
The bond that unites them runs in the blood that leads to a vibrant life generating emotions, expectations about the human being to come.
Inside, in the womb of life, grows, stretches, kicks ... Outside, the mother feels, looks, passes her hands in the belly raised in a gesture of affection and caress. It is sweet and magical to carry in the womb. It's nice to warm it, protect it and imagine: how will it be? How it will ... it does not matter. May it come full of life, joy to be part of life, to be the reason of life. To love, smile, feel, play, discover, anyway .