It’s spring and it has me thinking about new life, but especially the one we welcomed in the Fall.
She was the surprise that caught me off guard in blissful shock .
Tiny little Grace bouncing on the ultrasound. Feet and arms moving everywhere at nine weeks and she never stopped.
Nine months later she was in my arms and she wasn’t new, she was familiar, someone I’d known forever.
We looked at each other that day as if to say “oh hello. It’s you again.”
Like Jonathan, she and I were immediate best friends, immediately symbiotic and immediately in love, with her my baby and me her mama.
I’m excited to experience her life as intimately as I have my son’s, but this time I am blessed to watch their lives intertwine like two vines up a tree.