I am already deeply in love with this little being inside of me. I’ve come to know her rhythms, her kicks and stretches. When she will move and where her foot is and where her back is. I know that she likes strawberries and the sound of Kiel playing guitar. I know so much about her yet I know nothing at all. It’s like being in the audience at a play and getting glimpses of the set and watching the curtain rustle with movement just waiting for the moment when it will be drawn.
We wait patiently until the time comes when we can touch her, smell her, hear her, hold her.