So a dragon, and pterodactyl, and a fish walk into a bar...
No, that doesn't work.
When three people love each other verrry much...
Still not right.
Hmph.
First comes love, then comes poly-marriage, then comes baby in the baby carriage, ...
That's not even chronologically accurate.
So five years ago there was this boy. At a party. He told me the stories behind each of his tattoos, and I painted a moonrise reflected over a lake on his skin. We fell in love. It took me a while to notice. In the years it took me to reciprocate, he also fell in love with the most amazing man. A little more than a year ago I found the courage to love him back, and the three of us began a journey towards being family. Queer, poly, thrupple-y family. And now we're trying to bring the first of (probably) a soccer team of tiny humans into the world. Specifically, we are working on bringing home Tk.
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