Belly blessing

I feel so lucky. I have been given the incredible gift in this lifetime of deep friendships with women, women to cry and sweat and laugh, commiserate and celebrate with. Women to surround me with their words of wisdom like the sturdy curtains of the red tents of times past. Mothers, some brand new, others seasons, gathered last night on the new moon in our home. They circled around on soft cushions in the room I hope to birth our next son into, filling it and me with warmth and courage for the labour and baby #2 journey that could come to me now at any moment (I am 37 weeks today). No rush, birth fairy. I am happy in this liminal space, in the unknown before the wonderful storm. I have my worries, some for me, some for baby, for A, for Ben, for the dynamic of our family. I know anything can happen. It's exciting and terrifying and a complete leap of faith. I feel ready in spirit though since I am filled up with the love and support of those around me, and of Life. I know Life can be cruel and challenge us; I also know Life can be full of beauty and grace. Hard and soft, it is the only way forward.

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