I have actually loved the conversation starters a baby in the womb can drum up. It took me an extra hour to get through the store the other day because I was stopped no less than 5 times throughout. In the fine cheese kiosk, over the deli counter, the bakery, around the corner in aisle 3, and once again during my debate over the frozen pizzas in the freezer section….all by different people who wanted to either tell their story or hear mine. I left the store with a wide grin because a new life is actually life giving. One older man wanted to tell me with excitement about his first grandchild being born the next morning. Another, spilled forth her story about how due to a stroke inducing medical condition, she could only have her one daughter, and how grateful she was for that one. And there there was the man with the hair cap on whose first child is due the same week mine is due, and wanted to chat all about it. I could tell how much love he already had for his child.
I don’t really love all the physical challenges pregnancy can bring, but I do love having this baby close to me wherever I go. I realized I am so lucky to be a temple to this little soul for a brief blink in time ….no matter if it feels like years right now.
Just a few weeks left… so the big elbows to the ribs, kicks to the stomach, and swollen feet are reminding me. I can’t wait to see who has been causing the ruckus:)