I realized I am a bit selfish with summer. This is one of my
favorite moments of the season. It’s when most people look away and start to
imagine autumn. They notice the falling leaves, changing colors, they push
scarves and pumpkin spice lattes a bit early, and they start planning autumn
activities.
I do that sometimes (except I admit I have never really
liked PSLs). But what I really enjoy is the moments left alone with summer. It’s
just us two. I rest in the sun’s rays. I am rejuvenated by the cold splashes in
rapidly cooling waters. I like to pretend it’s never going to end, even though
I look forward to autumn.
It’s a bit odd perhaps, but I do so enjoy those quiet
moments with summer. She’s still here, and she has 11 more days with us. And
even when it’s technically autumns time, for a while after there are little
slivers of summer hidden throughout the day. You just have to look for it.
The wind is so unique to each season, too. You can smell
differences, you can hear them, but
you can also simply feel the season
in the wind. If you feel the wind today, it’s clearly both parts autumn and
summer. It’s crisp and warm. This time should be its own season, albeit a short one. To
me though, it’s just my own little season I enjoy alone. And I love that.
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Here are two baby bump pics at week 21 weeks (I am currently 23 weeks):
