All my devotion and attention is centered around my tiny mewling pooping grasping unsleeping miraculous child. She is chaos, she is perfect, she is a union of my love and myself, and in her all our flaws and strengths reside.

I do not care about what the others do, or do not do. They can plan to conquer or they can self-destruct. I have a tiny corner of the world, and I will raise her as a spoiled and intelligent princess within it.

My tiny Arev. My heart busts with fear and love at once when I hold you. 

Your parents will orbit around you, and you will want for nothing.

-Private journal of Queen Augustine