A dear friend just lost her beloved so suddenly. Meanwhile, I’ve been spending some Thursday mornings amidst cancer patients and senior citizens for almost two hours waiting for my turn at the doctor’s office. Even thinking about childbirth is enough to make me think about mortality.

But for now, I’m brimming with life. This little one has been kicking up a storm. In a good way. Truth is, her kicks have been one of the highlights and my favorite part of this pregnancy.

If you have told me at the start of the year that I was going to be pregnant, I would have laughed and told you it’s not part of my plans. But now, I wouldn’t have it any other way. It has been a joy to be carrying a life inside me and even more entertaining are my attempts to communicate with her. (I could only hope she has also been attempting to communicate with me.)

I’m excited and scared to see her in about eight to ten weeks’ time. There’s nothing to be done about the inevitable but to relax and prepare. Childbirth classes and doctors’ appointments have been reassuring and informative. The fear is still there, hovering. The pain, pending. But I am brimming with life and that is something to be truly thankful for.


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