Ten full months;
Forty long weeks;
Two hundred and eighty-three days of
Two souls being intertwined
Intimately getting to know each other
From the inside out
The interconnectedness is unmistakable
As you feel their tiny kicks
As we hear each other’s heart beat
You experience each other in a way
That no one else ever will
The journey is long
But goes by so quickly
It’s something that words couldn’t dare explain
It is a spiritual experience nonetheless
One that will be cherished
For the rest of your days
That is the beauty,
In growing a human being
Inside your womb
That is the beauty,
Of becoming a mother
— D