A weeks worth of living cram into the last 48 hours. A fistful of placeholders pile up in my blogger box, bare bones awaiting flesh.
They'll have to wait.
This morning Cathy laughs up to me. "Happy Pre-Mother's Day!" she says in hysterics. PRE-Mother's Day? I wonder if my musings (lingering in my blogger box) the other the night were premature. Perhaps the agony wasn't labor after all, but just "get it out of me already!" Beth hugs me and says, "Happy Mother's day, Beautiful! You give birth to so many amazing things!"
I marvel-- I haven't even mentioned being pregnant in the spirit in that group of people....
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