Nine months

It is nine months today. Since you joined us and we became three.

Nine months of nappies. Nine months of smelly bums and smellier bins.

Nine months of being ecstatically happy and devastatingly sad.

Nine months of looking for a new identity as your identity is emerging.

Nine months of real friendship of visits in different places of prayers of tears of hope for change. For meals in freezers and hand holding of truth telling and grace giving.

Nine months of cuddles of warmth of stroking heads and hands and feet and tummies.

Nine months of squidgy bodies.

Nine months of heart growing and aching and stretching and searching.

I thank you. Nine months.