Next March, the earth will begin to warm, the sweet spring breezes will begin, and I will be fully ripe. My cheeks and thighs will be as plump as my belly, my back will ache, and I will wake up at all hours of the night, uncomfortable with contractions and craving string cheese and grapes. My patience will be short, and the days will be long. I will crave spring more than I ever have.
On those long days, I will take a deep breath, waddle out to the backyard, sit on a lawn chair, and gaze at the labor filled gift I gave myself today - hundreds of daffodils. Those yellow faces will stretch out and smile like kindred spirits reminding me to keep my sense of humor.
And third trimester Katie will thank second trimester Katie from the bottom of her heart for knowing just what she needed.
