17 weeks
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•17 Weeks• {I think that carrying a baby inside you is like running as fast as you can. It feels like finally letting go and filling yourself up to the wildest limits. ~Author Unknown}
You're there, you are really there. Though I knew you were all along, your tiny heart beat and little bean of a body still engrained in my mind from weeks past. At times I would have to remind myself that I was indeed carrying life, another magical piece of your father and I to go wandering this world. I had to remind myself because in those early weeks you were like a breeze, comforting and soothing, though sometimes rarely noticed. You made it easy for me, and for that, I thank God.
Now I undoubtably know you're there, your gentle kicks and flips are so soothing and familiar, reminding me once again what a privilege it is to be a vessel for creation. I love you little one, and I don't even know your name.
Love, Mama