Quickening

I’ve reached the stage where I can finally feel small flickers of movement from our newest baby.

That’s a strange thing to say, “newest baby.” It’s hard to think we are parents three times already. We have three children. Someday we will know them all face-to-face. Today we went to give final approval to the gravestones for the first two. Now, tonight, I can feel the third moving inside me. He or she doesn’t know about his/her older siblings. He/she doesn’t know who we are, doesn’t know what the world is, doesn’t consciously know his/herself. What will I say when the time comes?

Read the rest of this profound and beautiful post by a friend from my church family, here.