I meant to write at 28 weeks, our start of the 3rd trimester. Then I was going to try again at 29 weeks.
Well, here we are at 30 weeks and 2 days.
Sitting down and recording in this space is just not as easy as it used to be. But this journey, your journey, continues to be etched deep in my heart and my thoughts have been scribbled down in open journals around the house. I want you to know that your continued growth and upcoming arrival has been and is being cherished, celebrated, anticipated.
I can not stop smiling every time I think of you and feel you move. A rush of giddy excitement consumes me at the thought of meeting you and seeing your face for the first time. This third time around I truly know how silly it is to waste thoughts and energy on worries and questions of how I'll manage and how hard will it be. I just know it works out. What I focus on, what I know to be true, is the total mind-blowing, life changing impact of meeting and getting to know a new little soul. That's what I am anticipating. Those are the thoughts I enjoy being consumed with.
A few days ago Lucy had her hands on my belly, she was trying to guess what part of your body she was feeling. She looked up smiling at me and said, 'Mama, do you know how excited I am for the baby to get here? I think I am more excited then God is!' That's quite a lot of excitement!
I saw our midwife this morning. She said you feel long and limb-y. On track with being a good healthy size baby, just like your sisters. Keep growing sweet baby.
On a walk with your sisters to celebrate the Autumn equinox, we saw ombre trees on their way to full Fall glory, we were intoxicated by the sweet smell of the full bloom tea olives that your Papa planted around the house the year we married, the girls started a box of collected acorns, sticks, rocks, leaves, all for you...and I thought of you, prayed for you, and continue to wait for you.
Love,
Mama
