The song “Rivers and Roads” by The Head and the Heart came on Sunday morning as I was getting ready, and before I knew it, I was standing in the bathroom, crying to myself. Not in a bad way, just in a really emotional, super sappy, I’m pregnant and reeeally hormonal kinda way.
As I listened to the song, I couldn’t help but think about my baby girl. I couldn’t help but think about the struggles that accompany a journey, a journey where you have to travel rivers and roads to meet someone. My journey to meet this baby hasn’t been simple and is starting to get even more challenging. I feel like the rivers and roads that I’m traveling to meet her are treacherous, unchartered, and let’s face it, a little scary.
But running my 5K on Saturday showed me another side of myself and this journey. It reminded me that I’m strong; I’m courageous; I can do this. It was exactly the emotional and mental lift that I needed.
So yea, Sunday morning, as I stood in my bathroom getting ready for the day, I couldn’t help but get a little (or a lot) emotional when I heard that song and thought about the journey I’m on to bring this baby girl into the world.
It hasn’t been easy. It’s not going to be easy. But really, what journey is? What river can you cross, what road can you travel, without experiencing a little turbulence? That turbulence is not a sign of our weakness or inability – it’s a reality that must be faced and dealt with. It is not a determiner of limitations; it is not a sign of defeat.
I don’t know what all is going to happen next. I don’t know when this baby girl is going to come, or how, or how many rivers and roads we will have to travel to get there.
But I do know one thing.
At the end of this journey, is a baby. A sweet, baby girl. My girl. And I will travel whatever rivers and roads I have to, until I reach you.