A new life, in the form of a baby. After miscarrying Aven six months earlier, I was afraid, though I didn't want to be. Then, after awhile, the signs of another miscarriage arrived. Doctors, hospitals, and waiting. Weeks went by. But then some hope. A heartbeat!
It's Spring. It's colour, warmth, and cheeriness. The long winter, the dark days and the cold wait are over.
For me (in sunny Brisbane), Spring usually arrives mid-August. For me (in 41 week tradition), this baby will probably arrive mid-August. And I will know that Spring has come. And I will sing this song to our little one (which I have been singing since November, in hope)!
"Hello blackbird, hello starling
Winter's over be my darling
It's been a long time coming
But now the snow is gone"
Bring on Spring :)