I remind myself that my body is not just my body these days, but also a portal of sustenance. I am already a provider. Once Loren is home from work I’ll go do laundry and wash all the new baby clothes we were gifted. I have been craving this moment for weeks- the moment I’ll be able to truly start the physical preparation. Time is flying and I have no complaints- none worth dwelling on- none worth worry.
I have popsicles in the freezer and water in my belly. I have a heart full of love and a handle on reality. Things are things and here I am. We’re fucking doing it, man.