This familiar feeling

of anticipation to meet our new love
but not feeling quite ready to let go of this magical time
and the comfort of knowing,
my little one is safely ensconced in their warm home.
Always with me, always.

And I love being pregnant.
I love this feeling of growth and perpetual evolution.
Of sharing space with another,
moving together
breathing together
separate but always together,

feeling their rhythms of sleep and waking within my own body.

Mixed with curiosity and excitement,
to meet this new being that is already so familiar.
To see them and touch them and smell their new baby smell.
Knowing this closeness will remain after they are on the outside 

but only for a short time.

Waiting and not wanting it to end,
for the very last time.

For real this time.

#39weeks