I want to say that time has flown, but it has not really flown...
it's been more of a meandering car ride in an old jalopy.
I can remember the test, hastily purchased from 7-11
that yielded a plus sign after two previous negatives
and it feels like that was a million years ago.
I've lived in a state of gift for these nearly nine months,
in spite of tragedy and triumph...
during every tear and with every step this child has grown big and strong within me,
an everyday miracle
mixed in with making popovers
and running my little beautiful business.
Cells specialized as I drank red rooibos tea
and the tiniest flutters accompanied me to yoga and Korean lunches...
We are so close to meeting him
and I cherish these hours and days because never again will it just be me and him
navigating this awesome earth in the same body...
the million tiny surrenders begin soon!