baby.

my feelings are getting bigger with my belly and i believe my brain is getting smaller which i will debate as i try to figure out where i parked my car. the hats, the booties, the mittens, they all bring tears to my eyes. i remember i used to make lists of baby names, though i  believed i’d never use them and he was told he couldn’t and the few miracles ive had in my life were never anything i asked for. what i had always wanted, however, was a meaning, and its amazing how easily  that can become fulfilled. all it takes is a long, cold winter. now every thought that enters my head revolves around whos growing in my uterus and ive sworn on my life i will be the best i have ever been with all that i have left. all the unluckiness i have felt over the past years has  been replaced with this comforting feeling of contentment and joy and i finally cant wait for the future. i remember when my mom told me i was going to end up bare foot and pregnant, and when i look in to his eyes and feel our baby, i wouldnt even wish for shoes.