As I stepped out onto Chicago Ave. today the brisk wind took my breath away. I stopped for a moment to zip my coat up over my giant belly and choked back a sob. I’ve experienced many emotions in these last few months but this was more of a sob of excitement than sadness. You see, the empty chair where the dog used to sit has been replaced with a new chair where I will rock my baby. In a week, maybe more, maybe less, I will go from being just me, to being a mom and my whole life will change forever.
I am thrilled to meet this little person who has been kicking my ribs and hiccuping in my belly. I am anxious for my husband to hold her so that he can begin to form the bond that I have already started. I’m anxious about sleepless nights, high fevers, and the unknown. I’m secretly pleased that I’m having a little girl and quietly building a wardrobe of flowery headbands that she will probably attempt to rip off of her head.
I am in the true calm before the storm. The clothes are washed, the diapers put away, the room is “just so.” Now all that’s left is to prepare my heart to accept the greatest love I will ever know.
And just for fun here’s a little sneak peak at the nursery.