From this moment...

I stand here with the company of my own reflection,
feeling as tho time slowed itself so that I am able to begin to swallow
the sight of that little tiny positive sign that is a promise of everything that will
completely change my life forever,
this surreal presence in my womb, this life that I prayed for every month.
And cried for when it didn't come.

There isn't a name for this feeling,
I'm sure every woman would become tired in the attempt,
or maybe we just choose to hold this emotion amongst ourselves,
our own little silent commonality,
I am now part of the club.

As I slowly walk towards him, life changer in hand, I rehearse all the ways I want to tell him..
but all I can do is hold it up,
mouth sealed,
words fail,
eyes saying everything.

Its beautiful watching, front row, his moment, his heart quicken, his realization,
his excitement that he succeeded, he looked so proud, so sweet,
right at this moment is when love begins its new evolution.

We couldn't hold eachother tight enough,
it still doesn't feel real, but I don't want this feeling to escape me,
I need to lock it in,

so for now I will hold as still as I can and breathe in deeply,
so as to make me as comfortable as I can for my new guest...

everything starts somewhere.

in the most simple glance
in a kiss
in a silent embrace with noisy butterflies filling your stomach
in a promise
in a wish
in a prayer whispered to a soft pillow right before a dream
in a dandelion
in the wind chasing the waves
in the palms of hands
at the end of fingertips
in silence
in clouds
in tears
in joy
in fear

in a womb holding a tiny soul, whom I already love so much
(this is where we begin,in our own very tiny moments,
where no one can hear me but you, feeling my breathing,
my heart beating for you, my arms waiting for you,
these tears making the contours of my own face seem unfamiliar,
no longer my own, only for you.)

I am building you a nest full of
love
and promises
and sunshine
and dandelions
and kisses
and tears
and grandmas
and clouds
and words
and flowers

and dreams
(because that is where you started)