Tuesday, January 6, 2009
A new reason
To come back here and try again. The universe has granted me my wish. Another chance to be pregnant and bring another baby beet into this life.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Approaching
It's hard to believe, but your due date fast approaches. There are a lot of phone calls. Your Grandma June (we will call her Crazy Grannie) calls every day, along with several other friends and relatives, to see if there are any signs that you will be joining us out here. No one tis more excited than your father and I. He can hardly make himself go to work every day. I think he would rather hang out with me all day so he can watch me (just in case anything should happen). We both agreed last night that we didn't anticipate how hard the waiting was going to be. We know we will get to meet you soon, and that is enough to cause our hearts to burst with joy. We already can't imagine life without you.
The name Finnegan....I'm hoping your father agrees. Why Finnegan? The name rings with me, in my heart. Begin again: this beckoning call resonates. There are so many ways that the choices I made in life could have pointed me away from you. I feel that finding you (and your father) along my path is quite miraculous. Even with all my anxiety, there is not a moment that passes where I do not feel intense happiness that things worked out exactly this way.
The name Finnegan....I'm hoping your father agrees. Why Finnegan? The name rings with me, in my heart. Begin again: this beckoning call resonates. There are so many ways that the choices I made in life could have pointed me away from you. I feel that finding you (and your father) along my path is quite miraculous. Even with all my anxiety, there is not a moment that passes where I do not feel intense happiness that things worked out exactly this way.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Overcoming
Dearest,
I am slowly overcoming my fears of welcoming you into the world. We have both grown comfortable (but less and less every day!) with the way things are between us. But things won't stay this way for much longer, perhaps another month or so, and you will join your father and I out here in the world. With each day I gather more of the strength I will need to lovingly embrace you, fearless, on your birth day. And then we will begin our journey together.
Things have to feel tight for you; I know they do for me. I hope you are enjoying this restful time. Things will be different when you are out here - trust me. It's exciting and scary. I promise you I will do everything I can to protect you and love you. In hoping that you get more of your father's temperament, I am really just wishing that you do not inherit this penchant for chronic worry from your mother. I worry about everything in the past - for myself, and now for you. Once someone predicted that I would never be happy - I guess that is what I fear the most - that my worry will keep me from the life I have so arduously built for myself, and now for us, with your father. I'll work on my worrying and you just work on getting ready for your big day. Kisses.
I am slowly overcoming my fears of welcoming you into the world. We have both grown comfortable (but less and less every day!) with the way things are between us. But things won't stay this way for much longer, perhaps another month or so, and you will join your father and I out here in the world. With each day I gather more of the strength I will need to lovingly embrace you, fearless, on your birth day. And then we will begin our journey together.
Things have to feel tight for you; I know they do for me. I hope you are enjoying this restful time. Things will be different when you are out here - trust me. It's exciting and scary. I promise you I will do everything I can to protect you and love you. In hoping that you get more of your father's temperament, I am really just wishing that you do not inherit this penchant for chronic worry from your mother. I worry about everything in the past - for myself, and now for you. Once someone predicted that I would never be happy - I guess that is what I fear the most - that my worry will keep me from the life I have so arduously built for myself, and now for us, with your father. I'll work on my worrying and you just work on getting ready for your big day. Kisses.
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