Thursday, February 12, 2009


It sure felt like the 8 months I was pregnant went by so SLOW.

It was like weeks and weeks of Christmas Eve... the total anticipation before the big day.

In spite of being given a very scary diagnosis for our son while he was still growing inside me; I felt a peace that was really unexplainable.

Oh I worried... don't doubt that. But I felt a constant reminder that this time of expecting that I had waited all my life for, would be so short that it would be utterly wasteful to spend it borrowing tomorrow's troubles.

Tell me moms, did it drive you absolutely insane waiting to meet your child? Waiting to find out if they were a boy or girl? Who they looked like? Whose monkey hair they had? (Oh wait, that might have been just our kid, sorry).

I like to think that part of Itty Bit's miracle was to teach me to appreciate. To drop my busy-ness and set aside the things that won't matter when he's grown. To breathe in the moments because life is now.

Because all those moments that I had imagined and assumed would be mine someday... became all the sweeter after the years of waiting. It might seem simple (and it is) but I absolutely cherish the delight on my son's face when he realized I was encouraging him to jump on the bed with me. Then to crawl into the laundry basket and consider falling asleep in it (him, not me).
He'll be too big to do this for long - that was not lost on me. Talk about trying to take it all in.

It was perfectly ordinary. Perfectly.


Anonymous said...

You caught him staying still! What a moment.
Those precious moments teach us to cherish the next, and the next, and the next. I love to see you imprinting them upon your memory through the writing but also a photograph, it makes them last longer that way.

He & Me + 3 said...

What a beautiful post. I was always so anxious to meet the baby inside.
Great picture of Itty Bitty. I love it. He is so cute!

Killlashandra said...

That's a sweet picture in the laundry basket. :) I remember those days too, when W.W. used to fit in the laundry basket. When he used to dump all his toys out of the toy box and sit inside and look at his books. Pregnancy flies by and kids just grow up to darn fast. But then that's what photography is for right? :)

Alicia W. said...

What a sweet post! I felt the same way. Love the laundry pic too by the way. :o)

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