That Baby FOH has taught me, and that took this last ultrasound to truly hit home, is:

There is more right than wrong. More balance than not. All is well.

I think babies in utero are all perfect masters. They are still connected to their own God Source very strongly. They fully know why they’re coming back and they’re ready to be here with us. They know. Until they don’t know a few years after being born and are slammed with all sorts of mixed messages and bullshit.

That’s what I see my main job as a Mother is: to remind my child of their own inner truth and knowing and to forget about everyone else. Don’t listen to them. Do you and you’ve got it. Even if I don’t exactly agree with you. You are not here to please me or make me happy. You make you happy.

As I watched the screen Thursday and saw my child’s heart beating, I got it. There is a perfect balance going on, even if I can’t see it or feel it all the time. There has to be more right than wrong when this …

I have an entire soul inside of me existing, heart beating, feet kicking … thriving. We’re all thriving.