For 10 months I carried you inside of me, feeling your movements and kicks as my belly swelled rounder and rounder. I talked to you, I sang to you, I shared my meals with you, I loved you and wanted you… and yet… I didn’t really know you. I couldn’t have imagined what you would be like, who this little being in my belly was. It was you, all along and what a delight it is to have you outside – in my arms as I get to know the little person you are. All the hopes and dreams that I shared secretly as your grew within are flourishing outside of me, in you.
It was only a few short weeks ago that I was laying down with my belly swollen to it’s limits with my Theo bear. He would fall asleep clutching my belly and whispering to ‘his’ baby. He wouldn’t want to settle next to me unless he could wrap an arm around my bump and press his face in close as he’d say “I wuv you baby, baby!”. It was while he was whispering his affections to the belly that I wondered if he would feel the same about the actual baby as he did about the bump. I can see now (and my heart is happy) that the answer is yes.
How recently it seems I was just laying my first two down together for sleepy afternoon siesta. Now they’re so long and leggy and there is someone else in our midst. There was always space for him. Nap time never looked cuter and never filled my heart with so much joy.