Life is beautiful. New life is epic.
We are embarking on a whole new journey. A whole new way of existing. I have a life force inside of me, and it feels amazing. Hardly a minute passes without thinking of the small person taking shape in my womb. It's remarkable, really.
During the 11-week ultrasound, the little booger was upside down sleeping (or something?), but almost immediately after the midwife prodded my stomach, we saw a hand move. Then an arm. And then it looked almost like the baby was dancing. I laughed every time the baby moved, with tears streaming down my face. It was breathtaking and overwhelming.
I prayed and anxiously awaited this special time. Twelve weeks down, and I'm looking forward to all of the experiences to come in the next 28!
