Such a beautiful shape. Isn't she?
Slowly - she waddled her way.
Swaying from side to side...carrying the weight of her unborn child.
I've been closely watching. Counting days....weeks.
We're now - I'm told - in that last precious month of gestation.
So much expectation.
She smiles. She glows. She knows.
Been thinking a lot - lately.
About coming of age...passing of time...the baton handed from one to another generation.
Any day now. A mother she'll be.
While I'll be a grand one.
For now - I'm waiting and watching as she continues to grow.
Such a beautiful shape.