When he said next month, I felt completely surprised because why yes, I am nearing the ninth month, but when and how did that happen? When pregnant with Waleed, the days crept along painfully slow, I felt like I was trudging uphill the Sierra Nevada, but now? Time zips past me like fleeing cheetahs that I can never hope to keep sight of much less harness. K is right. In two weeks I'll be full-term. In perhaps a month's time I'll be staring into the eyes of my brand new son. While I have a little boy to wrap my arms around, somehow its been hard to wrap my mind around the fact that the being floating and prodding so gently from within will be here soon. Though in truth, he is already here and closer to me than anyone else in the world. Soon I will share him with his father, his brother, and all that love him so dearly already, but for now its us, for now he's mine alone.
If you're following via instagram you've likely already seen this picture, it's one of my favorites because it captures both what is and what is to come. Places I never thought I'd go, things I never thought I'd be. It's a reminder that despite the stresses of life and the monotony of laundry, I'm blessed. I'm thankful. Hope to hang on to this feeling in the sleepless nights to come. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours, hope its a beautiful gratitude-filled day recharging your appreciation and contemplation for the rest of the year to come.
|The three of us|