16 Weeks

Dear 2nd baby,

We had a really nice 16-week day for you.

We slept with the windows open last night, so we woke up to a cool crisp morning.

I'm so glad Fall is finally creeping back in.  It is most certainly a favorite season in this family.  While your dad made breakfast for everyone, Lucy wanted to do a quick morning walk.  The cool Fall air makes her frisky too.

Here's a picture of your silly sister :)

After breakfast we cleaned up and went to a pond where we fed some ducks and walked around collecting things that we brought home to make a fall arrangement.

We're actually back outside this evening, where I'm writing you this letter.  It's so hard to stay indoors during this season.  The air is lighter and crisper, the tea olive seems to smell sweeter and stronger, and the earth produces a whole new bounty of things to find on our walks; pinecones, acorns, and fallen leaves that are just starting to take on the reds, yellows, and oranges that will soon saturate the skyline.  It's such a world that you will be a part of.  The next time these leaves change color, you will be in my arms.

It's different this time, you know?  The waiting.  When Lucy was in my belly I wanted to know everything.  I had the daily journal that told me each day what was happening inside me and I received the weekly updates of what growth happened in the previous week.  And yes it was fun and thrilling and fascinating!  But just so much tracking.  We won't be having any ultrasounds this time, our midwife isn't even concerned with tracking my weight.  The only concern is to keep my body moving, stretching, and strengthening and to fill it up with good nutrition and hydration.  So I feel like this go around, with you, instead of a daily, weekly, and monthly count down, we're simply in a season together.  A season where we are both growing and changing and waiting.  Letting God do His thing, creating a new masterpiece.  And strangely enough, I enjoy the slow and the waiting.  I love this season.

So we will continue to enjoy Autumn and it's bounty.  We will ease into winter and rest and nest and prepare.  And in it's perfect timing, we will usher in Spring with the greatest of new life, you, little one.

Love,
Mama