On my walk home through Magnolia Park earlier this week I just happened to turn around and see this sky:
I had to stop and take a picture, because I couldn't believe how well these oddly-swirling clouds captured how I've been feeling lately: a swirling mix of excitement, fear, hope, frustration, optimism, self-pity. As we approach the "home stretch" of this pregnancy, Taison and I will both have to face our fears about losing another baby. We've realized that we'll have to be deliberate about supporting each other and reaching out to our support systems. I know we'll be fine, and these last few weeks will pass before we know it, but it does seem like a long road ahead sometimes.