The concept of time has always fascinated me.

There are 26 days before our first insemination and, to me, it might as well be an eternity away because I am so excited for that day to be here.

Dave and I have been married almost 365 days, and yet, it seems like we were married only yesterday.

Even in the midst of all the waiting and longing so much to have a baby of my own, I am seizing the moments of anticipating that little one’s arrival and the joy surrounding that birth. Because I know, once that baby is born, time will fly, and my baby will no longer be a baby.

I think of my little Gracie. I’ll never forget the first time I laid eyes on that child. My mom and I had gone to Shane and Ashlie’s apartment to bring dinner and there Ashlie was in the rocking chair holding a screaming Grace. Ashlie asked me if I wanted to hold her and of course I said, “Sure!” And there she was in my arms and I had no idea just how special that baby girl would be to me.

I remember Grace sitting on my parents’ kitchen table while I fed her baby food. I remember her learning to walk. I remember her first birthday party and how she pooped blue for the next week! I remember her saying, at just over a year old, “Laine, keys, go!”.

My Gracie is no longer a baby girl. Grace will be 10 years old in July! TEN! Seems just like yesterday I was handed a screaming Grace. But it’s been almost a decade!

So I have decided to enjoy every moment while I wait to hold my little one for the first time. Because even though at this point of the journey, celebrating my son/daughter’s 10th birthday seems eons away, it will be here before I know it.

- Elaine