I don’t know where to start. . .
There is this overwhelming fear of failure and what if. What if I make the wrong choices? Can I recover if I take a step in the wrong direction?
Precious cargo is such a blessing and a burden to bare. I can nourish this gift or I can feed it poison and stunt its growth but I can’t because today I woke up full. My womb and heart are full of so much hope. This new life brings me the opportunity to create something unimaginable. I have been blessed with life and I can choose where I take it.
There are so many details that I know nothing about but I can learn, because this is all I ever wanted.
See, I wish that everyone can wake up pregnant. Pregnant with emotion and enthusiasm for life. I am nourishing my soul and my dreams because much like a brand new baby, these dreams of mine can be steered in the right direction. These dreams will learn how to crawl and before they take flight or even walk, they will stumble. Yet, there is no failure in holding a child’s hand while she is learning how to live and see life. I can embrace my dreams and take them by the hand and run, because after all I have done my fair share of stumbling but it is time. Time to see this through because after all it is my dream, it is my so called baby.