Tonight I ended up staying awake longer than Ryan to get a few things done instead of laying awake fighting pregnancy insomnia but the truth is – those things aren’t all getting done like I planned, the base coat for the canvas for baby A’s room is taking longer to dry than planned – so I’ll resume that project tomorrow.
Instead, I have found myself outside with the dogs for their last potty run for the night looking up at the dark night sky speckled with glistening stars with airplanes coming and going from the north and the gentle chimes of our wooden and our metal wind-chimes creating some sort of melody, with a gentle breeze accompanied by the cool chill in the air of autumn.
And I’m taking it all in.
Thinking about life and thinking about the fact that in eight weeks, and maybe even less, this world of mine will be changed like I can’t even imagine at this very moment.
Little kicks, big and small, as I sit here remind me that life has already begun to change – my heart, my spirit – all growing and deepening, preparing me for this life changing journey that is before me, before us.
Sitting under this big dark blanket of stars reminds me how small we are in the big scheme of things – the big worldly picture, but all in the same this little world of mine, of our family is about to be changed in such a big huge away.
And I’m excited beyond words.