suspended silently in mid-air... This pregnancy thing is not at all like I expected it to be. I want to feel something. But I feel so totally normal, except for the big, round belly in front of me. I suppose that's good, but I'm ready for something, even if it is pain, just so I know that I can soon hold my daughter. Maybe I still need proof that this is all real. It's kinda like how I feel on airplanes, when the turbulance actually calms me because it is only then that I feel like I'm flying and not just suspended silently in mid-air. That scares me. So it seems a little as if my life is on hold right now, not to start again until I can re-claim my body and Macy can "become"...

I hope to gather some creative energy soon so I can be better at this Brainsponge thing. Soon, I'll be writing of the miracle of birth.