Today is Friday, August 1st, 2008. The first day of my son's birth month -- my due date only a week from now. I'm feeling calm yet expectant and watchful, knowing every bright morning appearing out that window brings me closer to the moment I finally meet this boy of mine. This BOY. Of mine. So close now but still a breath-taking surprise that makes me stop and really think several times a day.
Soon the sun will rise on a family of four instead of three, and I'll have three (or thirty) kisses to give out instead of two (or twenty), and a snuffily, snuggily little bundle to hold close as I yawn and stumble and map out our days in my mind.
Thank You, My Father, for this beautiful morning, for this moment in my life, for these miraculous people who fill my day and my heart with purpose and meaning. And Thank You for this gigantic belly and the tiny mystery who waits inside.