To me, pregnancy feels like standing at the edge of two worlds. One heartbeat rooted in what was, the next reaching toward what’s to come. I feel both grief and awe. Pregnancy has become its own threshold – a sacred pause where everything feels possible.
IN-BETWEEN
Waiting,
Already a mother
Yet an orb of new baby and new emotions.
Swollen,
Ready,
Yet not.
Wondering,
Will there be enough
Love
And
Energy?
Knowing
That love will be abundant.
One heartbeat in your old world,
One in a new world,
A world you can’t yet imagine.
The old you
The new you
The time of in between
The time of waiting
A time for reverence
A space of liminality
Between here and there.
The time of wonder
Where the opening begins.
