It isn't the pure panic that takes over my body periodically, or the countless amounts of hours, minutes, seconds, tick, tick, ticking away in my core, or the moments where my heart stops when the telephone rings. No, these are not what I chose to concentrate on at this moment in my life. My focus is on her little face, and eyes looking at me when feeding, or her little hand with the softest skin brushing mine as she falls asleep, or the morning giggles we will undoubtedly have. I chose to concentrate on having a plan for the inevitable temper tantrums, and concentrate on what I will do when Plan A fails. It is true, I don't know what she looks like yet, or who she is at all. I don't know if she likes sweet potato or avocado. I don't know if she prefers mummy's voice singing to her or a prerecorded lullaby CD I bought for her months ago. I don't know if she can roll over yet, or if she will smile when I do my rendition of the "monkey man". What I do know is that all of my hopes, dreams, life's real, pure moments that I have envisioned in my mind, will happen for her and more for me. My mother always told me that whatever I felt, she felt it three-fold. I believe her now. I don't even know what my baby feels and I feel it. I can't explain how connected I feel to our child already. I don't even know her and I love her already.
In the 14th week of waiting, I am in love with all that she is, and I don’t even know if she exists yet.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
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1 comment:
truly beautiful andrea! your & darry's patience and love will be all that little girl will need.
you must be getting excited , as each week passes or even each day its one day closer to holding your baby girl!
thanks for updating the blog!
i enjoy reading it. and i do check daily!
xoxo
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