For too many years, my world was about going it alone. About making ends meet. And not letting anyone in. They might have seen I was really just surviving. I was faking it without making it.
Yet, the one time it feels essential to be surrounded by women folk is when a baby is destined to enter our world. The team understands the necessity of circling, supporting, and providing.
For many of us, the first baby did not bring this enlightenment. We still tried to be self-sufficient, noble, and act like everything was OK. Fine. Great. And we were isolated and abandoned by ourselves even in a crowded room.
I was honored yesterday to receive a surprise baby shower from my wonderful neighbor, for this my second child eight years later. These women, who truly care about me, gathered in hopeful recognition of me and my unborn child.
I will be forever grateful to these women, my sisters, mothers, and daughters. That in these last moments of bodily misery and building angst, they encircled me with their well wishes, their gifts, and their arms. And any and all doubts of my worthiness of their love vanished when they screamed, “Surprise”.
My gratitude and faith in love has been added to. My cup and my baby bounty runneth over. Thank you, thank you, thank you.