Chapter One Is Done

Twelve weeks, little one. Can you believe it? Tonight I want to look back with you, just for a while.

These weeks were not always easy. Some mornings, I could not get out of bed. Some days, I was so tired that even talking felt big. Some nights, my mind was busy with a hundred questions.

But I kept going. Slowly. Gently.

One small step, and then another.

And there were small joys too. So many of them. The morning I first whispered to you. The happy face of someone who heard about you. A quiet evening when the breeze came in and my heart felt calm. The moment I first knew, deep down, that you were really here.

I kept these joys like shiny pebbles. I held them close on the hard days.

One small step, and then another.

Now the first chapter is done. My body worked hard every day. Even on the days I did nothing at all. And you kept growing, quietly and steadily, all on your own.

I do not know everything about the road ahead. But I know this. You and I are a good team. We did not rush. We did not need to be perfect. We just kept going.

Outside, the evening bell rings at the temple. Ding... ding... The sound floats in through the window. It feels like the whole day is clapping for us.

One small step, and then another. We made it through the first chapter together.