Middle of the night...
Watching fetal heart strips, checking labor progress, monitoring recoveries.
Many hours to go before I sleep- I can almost smell my cotton sheets and feel the fan in my bedroom. Aching just a bit for Jeff's light snoring and Silas's baby breath.
5 weeks in. Learning how to survive. Learning how to teach. Learning how to let go. Surrender or exhaustion? Does it matter?
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Anna,
How did I not know you were here? How did I not find you?
I love you and your little family. Bless you for helping to bring new ones into the world. Hang in there...you're a wonder at making dreams come true.
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