This weekend I deleted the pictures. You know the ones I'm talking about. The surprised faces, the black and white ultrasound, the happy tears. It was cathartic. Closing of a chapter. And now, they won't annoyingly pop up on my screen saver anymore.
I'm at the point where I am content with what is happening in my life right now, and I'm finding purpose outside of waiting for motherhood. If it is only Herb and I for the rest of our lives, I am still one lucky girl to have the best partner and friend by my side.
Of course, you know I still want to be a mom with everything that I am, but for now, I am feeling patient and fulfilled.
Or maybe it's just because we've been so busy...