After a long hot summer of watering and weeding and watching, perhaps my favorite thing to harvest is sweet corn. On the BBQ. Fresh off the stalk. Still in it's husk. Mmmm.
This week we are told our dear little one is the size of an ear of corn, inside my uterus that has expanded to the size of a soccer ball!!
Dear little corn cob, we already love your little ears. We love to watch and feel your movements (even when they're keeping me awake). We are happy to watch your silk ripen, and wait for that cold Winter day when we get to meet you face to face. We all love corn, but not as much as we already love you.
What a wonderful treat to harvest, prepare and enjoy sweet corn grown in our own backyard! What a delight to be so intricately connected to the process of growth from the very beginnings of a tiny seed, to our growing family's table fellowship. What an honor to know you before you become the fullest You. To know you while you're still a part of me.
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| 24 weeks. |
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