In the midst of February we have shoveled feet of snow, wondered in amazement at the snow globe that our world looks like from the inside, and laughed with delight at the sight of our puppy frolicking in the freshly fallen snow.

In the midst of February we have a fridge full of stews, soups, and curries.

In the midst of February we are preparing for a new life to join us, we compare car seats, nursing pillows, and wonder how many clothes a May baby really needs.

In the midst of February we are slowly making our house a home, finding places for all of our things, and figuring out what new items we want to fill it with.

In the midst of February we are still navigating a global pandemic, with a virus that seemingly changes daily, and the increased worry of first-time parents, unsure of the consequences of the virus for our baby.

In the midst of February we are trying to do the best we can, with a little bit of tension releasing every time we hear a loved one has received the vaccine, knowing that the world will slowly become safer for our little one.

In the midst of February, my waistline is slowly expanding to make room for a growing life as my wardrobe slowly shrinks.

In the midst of February, we plan to see our loved ones when the air is warmer, and considerably less layers are required to be outside.

In the midst of February, we try to stay warm with extra layers, blankets, and hot tea.

In the midst of February, we bond with our new neighbors over snow removal, and try to meet new people over church activities on Zoom.

In the midst of February, we pray for family and friends, their safety, and understanding.

In the midst of February, we wait for our new arrival while trying to savor the last days of just us, full of spontaneous games, lazy dinners, and long binges.

In the midst of February, we know that spring is almost here, and that we are just moments away from a warm spring breeze .

xx