Monday, July 30, 2012
I've never really looked forward to winter. I mean, I spent the first years of my life in Haiti and can still remember the first time I saw snow and thinking that that was just crazy! And when you are young and in school you are programmed to look forward to summer. I always looked forward to warm sun on my skin, the chance to get off the schedule.
This year is different. In the middle of this winter we are expecting a new addition to our little family. I cannot even begin to express my excitement. After experiencing the disappointment of a miscarriage it is amazing about ten times over to know a new life is growing inside my body.
Honestly, I've struggled so hard to believe this was true. That it is really happening and not just a delusion. We saw the heartbeat at 8 weeks and I heard it at 12 weeks. After hearing it I began to believe, to trust.
So now, here I am, dreaming of cold days full of entertaining a nearly 4 year old and cuddling a newborn. And if it wants to be a cold year this time and snow us in that sounds just lovely to me.
In the mean time I will enjoy this last bit of summer with just me and my boy while we'll have to time to run and play, snuggle and yell, discover and build. Just the two of us most days for a little longer. I'll try to savor each day.