the waves

we had another remarkable spring day today, with plenty of sunshine and a warm breeze. when tashi and i arrived home we tramped straight out onto the deck and spent a good stretch of time there, reading. so lovely. but we must brace ourselves, as temps are expected to drop and snow is even in the forecast for tomorrow. at this point, i'm ready for sleeveless shirts, comfy sandals and flowing linen.

speaking of flowing, i had an interesting dream this morning. i was swimming in the sea, in deep water, when a huge wave came along that i was sure i would die in the throes of. but it washed over me, and there i was still, in the deep water, neither gasping for air nor fighting to stay afloat. another wave came along, and with it, certainty of death, but it too washed over me, and i remained unscathed, floating in the beautiful sea, under the radiant sun, stunned only by my good fortune.

might it be a metaphor for labor?

i just started reading birthing from within, and could kick myself for not reading it much sooner in my pregnancy. as a doula i have read parts of it here and there, but it has a whole other dimension when reading it for one's very own process. i think it's going to be a good journey.

and so i will get on with it, reading while propped up in a nest of pillows. patrice requested a belly photo, and so i will try to post one soon. for now i have this little collection of all things baby.

and a pretty flower, too.