It is hot out. Muggy. I am tired and vaguely queasy. Everything feels off.

A loop keeps repeating in my head.

Why do I feel this way?
I am pregnant.
Oh. Wow.
Why do I feel this way?
I am pregnant.
Oh. Wow.

In some ways pregnancy is more surreal this time around. Like I’m along for a ride that I didn’t buy tickets for, didn’t wait in line for, didn’t board.On a rollercoaster, complete with the strange dropping and rising feeling in my belly.

Then I recognize the feeling. It’s excitement that hasn’t quite sunk in.

There is a life inside of me trying to grow to the size it needs to be in order to be born.

I smile and laugh.

I will get used to this, eventually. It’s nothing really new. I’ve done it before.

What a strange, delightful and perfectly ordinary little miracle this is…