33 weeks 34 weeks 35 weeks! August is the size of a baby!
You and I have been growing.
and we’ve been forgetting. Forgetting where we left things last, forgetting our day plans to be productive, forgetting to blog..
Our home is quiet. A quiet home that is begging for your coos and your whimpers and your tiny deep breaths. A quiet home leaving me all day to think. I think of you. Our baby! From your sweet smelling head to tiny curled up toe, snuggled on my chest like a little sack of sugar. Swoon. You, our tiny baby with tiny baby parts.
lips. ears. eyebrows. shoulders. belly. ankles. heels.
And all this quiet thinking of all your tiny parts makes me weak for you. But it also makes me nervous. Nervous at just how much we will love you. It has to hurt to love like that, right?
My brain has one heck of a time trying to wrap itself around thoughts of you, makes me dizzy.
But, baby boy, my heart already knows. My heart knows all about you. Because my heart, it is inside, making music with yours. And I can’t help but think what a wonderful sound that must be.
So, little man, you enjoy the music and I’ll keep sitting in the quiet waiting for you to finish our song.