The Eyes Have It
Posted by Rachel Balducci in Just me on Thursday, April 02, 2009 7:18 PM
Today the postman delivered a piece of mail from a name I didn’t recognize. I opened the envelope to find a picture of myself from exactly two years ago, back when I was a great big pregnant lady not too far off from giving birth.
The picture was taken at a diocesan conference where I was a guest speaker, taken by a woman who had been there. And here was the picture, many months later.
How interesting to open the letter and find me staring back—especially in this altered state. I looked at myself for a minute, amazed that there was Henry, just below the surface. I was amazed by a few other things as well. I was amazed that my hair did indeed have a healthy, pregnant-lady glow—and amazed that I had forgotten how I was addicted to chipped ice (yes, maybe it was pica). That cup I am holding was an extension of my hand for the entire 40 weeks. Geez—I even brought it to a public speaking gig!
But my eyes—that’s what got me. The closer I looked, the more I remembered just how tired I was. I felt kinda “great”—in a healthy, happy way. But I was indeed tired, and my eyes, they do not lie.
And now that I am on this side of things, staring back at myself great with child, I would love to reach in and tell Pregnant Rach—you did good, girl. That was tough—but boy was it worth it!
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