We are early by six weeks. S/he (because they chose not to find out) and I are together in this. S/he and my son and his wife. We are all together, beating hearts to give strength to this new soul. To the four souls, six souls, eight, twelve, billions of souls that contributed to make this little life a life.
Birth. It must be soon. And the struggle to live begins.
We are waiting to hear. My heart beats with the baby’s. My heart murmurs, yes! Yes. YES. You can do this.
It will be stronger, we’d like to say. We will be stronger, ‘they’ say.
Just yesterday, we did not know of this. Today we do. Today, we have a new reality. Thinks change. Then, they change again. We never know when we wake up in the morning what the day has for us. Today, it wants prayer. Beating heart prayer.
Be strong, little one.
Bring in your best self,
New as you are,
For your mom and dad.
We’re all here to help you