Sitting here enjoying a Braxton-Hicks contraction in my kitchen,
I fully realized that this is my last month of un-rationed makery before the babe
sees the sun...
I was pawing through my beach detritus looking for stones I could use for a long-promised set of bridesmaid pieces and it turned into nesting: sorting,
paring down, a wee bit of fretting...
What will I make?
Here's what's on the benches in various phases of beginning-ness:
a few final flower rings in copper and sterling,
a very few engraved wing pieces
one last big bag with an anatomical heart and symbolic chakra theme
Self-cabbed chrysoprase with fern frond necklace
a few mandala half-belts
Knowing that I cannot take a maternity leave in the way most women do (I cannot possibly go three months without digging into something creative and delicious, I just can't, even if I have to sneak 20 minutes every few days...)
there may be the odd piece here and there between March and June,
but mostly I suspect there will be a lot of savoring family
and staring at the One who has given me such joy
throughout this miraculous time we've spent attached.
I am nervous
pulsing with life
My sister's visit was a wonderful thing, full of laughter so fierce it reminded me to do more kegels
and sharing so honest and familiar that I could practically feel my heart knitting itself delicately back to wholeness as we spoke...
What a gift she is to me!