It is September 5th. Fall is right around the corner, I hope! I am SO ready for tunics (that I need -no-want to buy more of) leggings, boots, and scarves. I am ready to tote my first babe around all warm and snuggly. I am ready to bake my California mother's pumpkin pie coffee crunch cake and drink chai tea latte's (while breastfeeding? Not sure about that). Ready for crisp mornings, cool breezes, and trees that change colors. Ready for days at the park with Landry where we don't sweat uncontrollably. With every season I feel like the Lord just retunes my heart. He awes me with the newness of each season. I remember the first time I ever appreciated Fall. I was a freshman at the University of West Georgia. For the first time ever I didn't have to be trapped in a classroom. I sat outside on campus and read Redeeming Love on a blanket. It was wonderful! Then I remember the first time I missed Fall. My first year in SD (where there are no seasons). The girls started wearing fall clothes after Labor Day but the weather was still the same and the landscape looked the same. That's when I learned to trick myself into seasons. With warm drinks, changing wardrobes, different music, street festivals, etc.
I have been pregnant for all of 2013 and the very end of 2012. I have so enjoyed sharing my body with my little one but honestly, I'm ready to meet Hank. To hold him. To love him in the outside world. It's not that I'm "over" being pregnant- although it is getting more difficult to move around and bend over- I'm just ready to see what and who he looks like and tackle the sleepless nights with my main man, Willis. Bless his heart, he's ready for this part to be over. Ready for him to get here and for the both of us to be okay - aww :). Love that man.
So bring on the lattes, sweaters, football, boots, scarves, pumpkins, and mums! And Baby Hank, of course!
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