I feel your every hiccup, wiggle, and kick. You are tucked safely in my womb as we sleep, eat, dance, and laugh. We’ve been physically connected for more than nine months now, and I am struggling to imagine what it will be like to hand you to your daddy or Oma and walk away. You will always be a part of me.

I want your transition into this world to be full of peace and joy. I expect pain and I expect to confront my deepest fears, but I am ready.

I am ready to hold you in my arms instead of in my body.

I am eager to face whatever challenges you present us with. I am eager to see your face and I wonder if I will recognize you.

I wonder if I’ll recognize myself in you.