Pregnant with Anticipation

It’s been a while since we were told
That in the New Year
There’d be a new child to hold.
My heart leapt for joy -
I cried at this wonderful news.

Now the waiting has changed meaning,
From a wait that looks into infinity
To a wait that expects any time.
And the any time anticipation
Makes every moment a possibility.

He has assembled the furniture.
The car seat is buckled in tight.
Maybe he even read instructions,
Because this time it has to be right.
I see a twinkle in his eyes.

She’s wondering how life will change.
I watch as she sits up straighter,
Shifting in her seat to get comfortable.
Inspite of her breathing getting harder,
Her hands caress her rounded tummy.

I recall. I can almost feel those silent sighs -
Leaving a life of just the two of us
And waiting for this mystery, this miracle
That wove our lives together.
A part of him and a part of me, forever.

Two lives joined to create another,
Hidden from sight by all – yet
Fearfully and wonderfully made.
Each step ordained by a Master Weaver,
Each day before it comes to be.

So we wait in wonder in this process.
We remember and cannot help but give praise
As we watch our children become parents.
How precious are His thoughts and ways
How vast the sum of them!

(thoughts interwoven with verses from Psalm 139: 13-17)