10 To 13 Weeks to Go - Reflections at 1 in the morning

Leaf by Lacey AKA pieceoflaceI feel as though my life is standing still. Waiting. Waiting. For a train to pass. For a leaf to fall. For a baby to be born. My baby as it were. My second and last baby to arrive in 10 to 13 weeks. She’s not ready for the world and I’m not ready for her but my life stands still until she arrives. She, to be born for the first time, me for about the 6th. A new chapter to my life. A new beginning. A new person I will become. Then I will begin again to define this thing called me. From where does this transcendental BS hail? Jamie would say I’m just hormonal. Perhaps.