My little man...
A month or two ago your daddy and I went out and on our way home, we noticed a little grasshopper hanging out on the windshield. He had a broken leg and was pulling it along with him wherever he went. <<Eventually you'll know this about me but...I'm not a huge fan of bugs. Don't get me wrong, I'm not terrified of them but they don't give me the warm fuzzies either.>> So for this reason, I have NO idea why this little grasshopper bothered me so much. Maybe it was because he was hurt and I didn't know if he was in pain or not. Can grasshoppers even feel pain? It could have been because he was alone. OR, and most logically, it was probably because of the hormones surfing through my body at any given moment.
Okay, okay, fast forward to a week or so ago. On August 1st, your new baby cousin had a major scare when she was born. It was heartbreaking, horrific, incredibly scary and extremely exhausting. BUT, she ia one tough cookie and is home, safe and sound, with your Aunt and Uncle.
On that very same day, a tiny grasshopper crawled out of the car vent and started walking across my windshield. It stopped me dead in my tracks. Could it possibly be the same grasshopper from a few months back?
No, I MUST be losing my mind. This is what they mean by 'baby brain.'
Here's another lesson for you about mommy: she struggles with the concept of religion and belief in many things that are out of her control so believing that this grasshopper was the SAME grasshopper and sent here to deliver me a message is truly out of the realm of possibilities... but here we are.
So why do I feel like this little green guy on my windshield was a sign? A sign of new life, of revitalization, of health, of strength, of mending oneself? This little guy told me deep down that your cousin Mia was going to be okay. And directly related to that, seeing him gave me comfort in knowing that you are going to be okay too.
Remember that you are ALWAYS stronger than you think.
Remember that life always has a way of surprising you.
Remember that even in the bad, hopeless moments, something great can happen.
And don't ever forget that even a little green grasshopper can make a huge impact.
You're 21 weeks, 6 days today, kicking me like crazy, weighing about 13 oz. and measuring like a 10.5" banana. Keep growing, my little 'hopper, you can never know how incredible it is to feel you moving, growing, developing.
XoXo,
Mommy
