

I am here.
Quietly watching from the wings, for once
Saying no to some things
In order to make room for others
I am here.
Walking the baby around the neighborhood
In my pajamas
Because that’s the only way she will nap this morning
I am here.
Reading “Hop on Pop”
Singing “The Itsy Bitsy Spider”
For the twentieth time today
I am here.
Watching the tweets fly by me
Like wind in my face
As other people create and sell and market
I am here.
Closing my eyes for ten minutes
Breathing in and out
Hoping she’ll give me ten more minutes
I am here.
Allowing myself to really be here
Instead of fast-forwarding or
Wistfully wishing for another time
I am here.
Watching biology in action
As limbs grow, sounds emerge,
Joy rises
I am here.
With a new purpose in my life
A purpose bigger than I can imagine
One that weighs a mere 16 pounds, but whose weight is felt in every part of my being
I am here.
Leaning into this moment
And this one
And this one
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Your posts are always such an inspiration. I still remind myself of the Darius Rucker song, “It Won’t Be Like This For Long”, to keep from wishing days away. (The video of him with his children will definitely bring on a few tears!) As always, thanks for your openness, your honesty, and your willingness to share the beauty in the joy and the struggle.
Darrah, I can almost FEEL your posting. It has such a sense of gathering and coalescing. It has such a strength. You are most definitely not watching from the wings, even if it feels like it. You are IN IT. Thank you, once again, for sharing.
Lovely words, Darrah. It’s such a gift for you and Sadie and Jason to sink into this time. I’m so glad you are able to do that. xo