Sometimes I am in awe of how great our baby’s life already is. “En utero” must be such a warm, snug, comforting place. Do we all on some level yearn for that place? Seek it?
One of my favorite poets, Ibrahim Hafiz, explains my thoughts on this far better than I ever could.
We are
Like lutes
Once held by God.
Being away from his warm body
Fully explains
This
Constant
Yearning.
Baby, y
our life will be different once you’re out here with us--it's no womb out here in the world. Even so, we hope we can help you come to know that no matter where you are, you are still held by God--just like you are now. There is no warmer, snugger or more comforting place than that.Love, your Moms
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