I must say I am having one of the most bizarre and yet stimulating conversations with my husband today. I often wonder if circumstances or creative energy are the catalyst for these things. Perhaps some of both. Either way, I am feeling extra alive today. It might be the shirt I am wearing. It's a pre-pregnancy shirt, and it fits, except it's a tad short, so it shows a tiny bit of skin, which I think (in spite of the zebra stripe that remains on my stomach) is just a little sexy. And since I am only bumming around the house today with no planned visitors...it's really nice to feel somewhat sexy. And it especially gives me hope for the future (our one year anniversary is coming up and just maybe I'll fit into that black corset again...whooppee!!)

Ok, I suppose that is enough broadcasting of my sex life for today. I got caught in the rain this morning on my daily walk with Tabitha. This was both meaningful and exhilirating for me. I love to get caught in the rain, pair that with my baby girl and it's ten times the joy. Don't worry, we didn't get too wet, just enough to matter.

Speaking of Tabitha, I had the nicest thought about her last night. I realized as I was pondering the smallness of her fingers, that inside of her body, there is already a planned future. Her appearance is, for the most part, mapped out. And significant portions of her personality and tastes have been decided already. I am so amazed by God when I think of these things. She's so small, yet, she is equipped already for her life. There are memories just waiting to be made. All that remains is the passage of time. Then I wonder if every mother realizes this. Did mine, when she stared into my little curled fist, think that one day I would be standing here with a daughter of my own, unprepared and full of anticipation the way she was?