Even though I’ve been through this twice before, I find it impossible to believe that there will likely be a full grown baby ready to pop right out of my belly. I thought about this in a more cerebral manner than I ever have as I held the perineum of a woman delivering her very own baby this morning. How is it, that in 8 months, everything so quickly transforms from a little pink line on a pregnancy test to a complete human being coming into the world?
The more important question is, “how will I (can anybody) be ready for this to happen!?”
Eight months is not a long time, yet it is the only time we get to prepare ourselves for the most life changing event ever. I know it will be enough time, but I can’t believe it: Even though the last two times, it was certainly enough.
What does seem like too much time though, is the time it takes to wait for a better confirmation of this pregnancy. Just this weekend we have had 3 ladies with ruptured ectopic pregnancies and it has been impossible for me to not think about that possibility for myself. Or the possibility that I could be one of the 30% of women who have a miscarriage, or something else that would make this pregnancy non-viable. It feel like forever.
Time is surreal and it makes no sense. Regardless, we are bound by time, whether we’re ready for it or not.
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