Epiphany

Today is Epiphany. The day of celebrating understanding and the reward of a long search such as wise men seeking a baby by following a star. As we talked through our birth plan with our doula (birth coach) last night, it is becoming more and more evident that this phase our of journey will soon be coming to a close. Soon, I will not be pregnant anymore. We will not refer to the blueberry as "baby" and avoid all use of pronouns. The nursery will no longer be so pristine and serene. We will joke about how we used to feel tired from pregnancy insomnia and all night laps to the bathroom. Soon, we will not be waiting in wonder for the arrival of our little joy. Until then, we wait for our moment of revelation and insight. . .

"The Great Events of this world are not battles and elections and earthquakes and thunderbolts. The great events are BABIES, for each child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged with humanity, but is still expecting love and goodwill to be incarnate in each human life." --Fred Craddock