I don’t have many words today. There can’t be on a day like today, where I got to see my little Babe in real time.

Where I saw his heart. Beating and functioning and those chambers effortlessly working. Where I could see him respond to the physical touch of my hand, nudging him to move over. How his little hands made fists and the yawn. Oh … that big yawn. That was the moment I fell a little more in love.

That and where he had his head snuggled up against my uterus, using it like a pillow. Talk about a weird statement to make … sharing how my uterus is also now doubling as a pillow. There’s a statement I never thought I’d make. I felt such contentment, seeing that he at least looked cozy and safe. Protected.

I hope he feels that way.

Life, People. Life that is living — fully and completely — in me. Life that even had a full stomach and bladder! To imagine! As I go about my day, all of this happening inside of me … an entire person existing. Living.

It just … takes my breath away.

I am redefining what life is now. And I gotta say … everything else … it just pales in comparison. It strikes me as either downright absurd or laughable.

How can I not be rendered present with life growing and existing with me? How can I not see my worries as merely a manufactured ghost of an overactive mind? How can I not see us harming and hurting one another with our words and weapons without it being illogical?

When The Truth of what life is, of what we all are, is with me at all times.