You are cartwheeling, somersaulting, wiggling and squirming about inside me, Dear One.

My swollen belly contains you now, but you are restless, making your presence ever known.

How we are anticipating your arrival into this World.  We love you so.

Your sisters sit on either side of me, gently rest their tiny hands on my belly and whisper to you,  “Hola, Bebe!  Parev, Baby!  We love you!”  Sometimes, sometimes you respond as if on cue and wriggle about and they feel your movements and they giggle uncontrollably with glee…  “The baby moved!  The.  Baby. Moved!!”  they exclaim.  I nod smiling, drinking in their earnest joy.

I feel these moments deeply.   The joy in my children’s faces.  The dancing babe within me.  All of it.  I feel every inch of these moments and treasure them in my heart.

Ah, child.   You are almost here, and we can’t wait to see you.  I love expecting you, holding you within, knowing  I am not one being, but for a time, I am two.

Together, you and I, we are two in one, as you continue to dance within my womb.

And soon, you will be here in my arms.

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