Everything Is Ready

Little one, I walked slowly through the house today. I had a cup of tea in my hand. I looked at everything we have made ready for you.

The cradle is ready. It is a gift from [who gave us the cradle]. It rocks gently when I touch it. Creak... creak. A soft, clean sheet lies inside, smooth and waiting. Ready for you.

Your clothes are ready. They are folded in a drawer. Tiny vests. Soft caps. Socks so small, they fit on my thumb. [Papa's name] holds them up and laughs every single time. Ready for you.

Your little corner is ready too, in [the room we chose for you]. In the morning, light comes in through the window. It falls across the cradle like a warm blanket. Outside, a bird sings its morning song.

And my heart? I checked that too. It is a little nervous. It is a little excited. But mostly, it is full. Full of love for someone I have not met yet.

Now we just wait. We will meet when it is your time. Until then, I will sit by the window, in the warm light. I will rest my hand on my tummy and hum.

The cradle, the clothes, the little corner, and my heart. Everything is waiting. All of it, ready for you.