Mother's Day

I am a Mom.

Every day that passes during my pregnancy, I feel the devotion that I only heard other women talk about on what it takes to be a mom. I think about every bite of food that I eat should nourish them. I walk as often as my swollen feet will allow me to give them the circulation they need to thrive. When they kick or dance around, I hold my belly as if I was already holding them. I feel connected to these two little ones and I haven't even seen them. But we've already met.



I celebrated on Saturday with a pre-natal yoga class. There were two other women in there that were having twins. The class started off with a beautiful poem about the devotion that a mother feels when their child gives them the special gifts that they've made. It was a lovely class, and I feel stretched out. But I still would rather dance than do yoga.

I followed yoga with a pre-natal massage. Frank had treated us to massages for our anniversary this year, so I already knew what I was in for with this experience. She concentrated on my arms to work out the carpal tunnel and my legs to move the water weight around. I think I need to go back at least one more time before these babes arrive.

Finally, I had a mani-pedi at my favorite little spot on West Portal. Since I can only wear flip flops right now, the toes must be ready at all times.

Above all, I am glad that I have a fantastic partner to share this Mother's Day. I am a Mom. xo