Odes, love, frogs and onesies

Ok loved ones, I have no idea who did it, who wrote those amazingly nice things to Mel at Stirrup Queens for her current secret odes post, but I am honored and humbled please know that you have made my heart bigger.

THANK YOU.

Sweet DaisyGal (twin mom after IVF) alerted me to the shout out in a kind comment, and, well, gosh...I am seriously humbled.

Last night I drove home with the radio off. The rain had stopped and the sky was filled with ragged bottomed clouds of every imaginable gray.

I listened to the shhhh of the tires on wet pavement, the squeaky push of intermittent wipers, and watched the season's first frogs cross over the frost heaves on the back road toward home, headlights lighting up their little offset pyramid-bodies as they sit in the middle of the road, or their haphazard hops, legs splayed and trailing as they move in fits and starts toward the edges.

Swampy spots in the woods that I did not even know about were filled with cacophonous peeper sounds, and as the sky darkened, I was just so overcome by the beauty and richness of all that I miss when I am in the land of must-get-home and NPR. The dark woods, the rails knocked down along the top edge of the fence that holds the painted ponies, the hay lumped up and bristling through the slats in the hayrack...

Tonight, the wood thrush has been making it's magical call- wood nymphs and faeries playing flutes carved from starshine...the Most astonishing sound.

I bought my first baby things today- Amazon needed 5$ more to give me free shipping, I caved, I bought a 4-pack of organic onesies. Tonight we celebrate our great sequential screen results (aka Negative!), so no further testing is needed unless something alarming happens at the anatomy ultrasound in 3 weeks. We hope to not know the gender until late October when our little one arrives safely into this big wide world.