July flew by with such a host of out-of-town trips and friends and family staying with us and shopping for baby stuff and shopping for a new (to us) car with a little more room and safety than the one we’ve been driving, that I begin August with a whirlwind still whirling inside myself, and a driving need for space to be still.  To center.  To be present again to my thoughts and feelings.  To write.  This baby in my womb is growing by the day, and, having spent the last two months perched breechly, has his birthday all picked out already (a scheduled c-section).  August 25^th.  Can you believe it???  That’s three weeks away.

A little more shopping still needs to happen for him.  A trip to the DMV to finish up car stuff.  A small handful of other social commitments.  But generally, I’m hoping these last three weeks can be spacious and still.  A chance to finish up another chapter or two of the novel I’m writing.  A chance to journal.  A chance to let my soul catch up with my body, really.

If I don’t write much here, this is why.  While I’m eager to stay in touch with all of you, I think I’m even more eager right now to get back in touch with myself, and with the reality of this baby who’s coming so soon.

Love to you all.

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