Visit to the hospital

On Friday my husband and I went to visit my friend Wendy in the hospital with her new baby. It was so fun, so exciting, like a dress rehearsal for the time when we will do this hospital thing ourselves. Wendy was so strikingly beautiful, I thought, just glowy and happy and bright-eyed. And the baby, little McKinley Kaleeya, was just precious and perfect. I held her and stroked her downy head and looked at her little hands, and was struck by just how fortunate my friend is, to have two beautiful daughters. And how fortunate I am, too, to be expecting my own.

It makes the upset stomach and the acne and the soreness all worth it. I just have to keep thinking about the little baby at the end, the pot of gold at the end of our rainbow.