She is simply amazing.

31 Weeks ago she walked me into a photobooth, leaned in close, and whispered in my ear, “we’re having a baby.” 

I didn’t quite know what to do with this new information, and, really, I’m still trying to figure that out, but she has had no such difficulty. 

This amazing woman has taken to motherhood with such ease and grace that I frequently find myself in silent awe of her. Almost a year ago when I watched her walk up that aisle to me, that huge smile beaming up at me, I thought I would never see anything more beautiful in my life. But I tell you now that that was a mere foretaste of the beauty that was latent inside her. For the last 35 weeks I’ve had the immense joy to watch her grow in belly and in beauty. Somehow those two go hand-in-hand.

She frequently apologizes for being “too much”, but this amazing woman has carried our son with no complaint and with so much strength. I know I couldn’t carry such a burden as lightly as she’s managed to do. In fact, on her it seems quite the opposite of burdensome. It’s almost as if she has a helium balloon tucked in her belly, making her lighter than air.

This amazing woman loves the little life growing inside her. And his little life comes shining out of her eyes and her smile, filling every room she enters with exuberance and expectancy. I tell you I’ve never been more proud in my life than I am being by her side these days.

And as I lay by her side with my hand on her belly, watching her smile widen and her eyes well up with each miraculous little kick, I know that she is becoming even more the amazing woman she was made to be. And I realize that if the sole meaning of my life were to witness her radiant light daily growing brighter, I couldn’t possibly desire anything more.

Happy 35 weeks, Sweet Darling.