Spending quality time with Scott. He held me when my heart broke with sadness yesterday. I don't know why it broke with sadness, but it did. Sometimes there's only so much sadness a heart can take at one time. Among many things, I thought of my dad, and how he won't meet Finn. Somehow I feel that he will know Finn anyway. I just wish Finn could have met dad. I wish Scott could have met him, too, though the two are very close in my heart.
Reading many books lately. It's summertime, and I have about ten books in mind that I would like to read. Not to mention the sprinkling of baby and parenting books we bring home from the library.
Birth classes start June 2nd. I don't know what we'll be covering in them, probably everything from the emotional/physical/mental/spiritual journey of pregnancy and birthing, to all the stuff that comes afterwards. Parenting, recuperating, etc. I rarely grasp the truth of the life that lives inside me. It's a truth so large I can't quite wrap my mind around it most of the time.
I love feeling him move.