I was at the super market today looking quizzically at the copious amounts of cheese trying to remember why I walked over to that area and this charming old man who was with his wife looks over at me with this adorable grin, rubs his belly and winks at me as if to say, "I see you. You're going to be a mama. Good job, Darling." I smiled nodded and we both went out separate ways. Now, I'm not sure if he knew that I was pregnant because he saw me looking confused at the cheeses for several minutes knowing I was much too young to have memory problems or if my coat that I thought was covering the 'bump' very well was indeed not. Come to think of it, it could have been my horrible mismatched clothes but I doubt that. We were dressed very similarly, he and I. Nonetheless, it made me smile all the way home. This old man that probably has great grandchildren saw into me and smiled upon. It was like he knew something I don't yet know. It gave me a peace about bringing a child into this world. This man who has seen it all still approves of new life in these times.
For now, in the not-yet-knowing stage of motherhood, I'll keep dreaming of my baby's face and what it will be like to hold the handsome little fella and pray every night to be the kind of mother that doesn't shelter but teaches, that doesn't judge but loves, that doesn't fear the worst but always prays for the best.
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