The birth is going to be soon.
I can feel it.
Whether soon is tomorrow or 6 weeks from now, I don’t know. But soon nonetheless.
I can feel myself drawing inside, getting more quiet, more serious and more peaceful.
I spend a lot of time thinking about labor…the process where Baby stops being just mine and I have to share.
I do get uncomfortable, and no, I can’t sleep well, but it’s special when the baby kicks and I’m the only one who knows it.
Soon, and very soon, Baby will be here. Baby will be loved, held, kissed, cherished and swooned over by me and everyone else. That will be wonderful, but a small part of me will miss this time…the quiet, brooding, pensive before the birth time, where Baby is safe, warm and quiet inside of me.
The You’re Just Mine (for now) Time.