Thursday, November 17, 2011

Birthday Cake

We woke up this morning thinking about our friends in South Africa. Last night we lit a candle before we went to bed upon learning that they were in the beginning phases of labor, and that soon their baby boy would be born. It is truly astounding to me that after all these years of knowing each other we have been pregnant at the same time on opposite sides of the globe, and that our babies will be born so close together.

Yesterday hundreds of geese stopped by on their way South and took a respite in the pond. I watched them and I wondered what it is inside them that tells them it is time to go? How does a caterpillar know to begin it's cocoon. When does a baby get the signal to leave the womb? These are the things I woke up still thinking of this morning. These are among the many reasons I am constantly in awe of the natural world. No matter how many advancements we make with technology, I know that I will always be filled with wonder by the magnificent tasks that nature makes look so easy. As a woman it has been a privilege to take part in one of those miracles and grow both Miles and this new baby inside me. That said ~ just like my dear friend so far away ~ I am ready to end the waiting game and I would love to hold this baby in my arms.

So this morning we decided to bake a birthday cake for both of our babies. We were hoping the smell of chocolate and raspberries would entice this baby to come join us. Miles helped me mix cocoa and cream cheese for the frosting ... all the while our candle flickered on the windowsill - a constant reminder of the journey our dear friends were in the middle of.

My cake decorating skills still have much to be desired (as you might remember from Miles' first birthday cake) but what it lacks in presentation it made up for in taste! Miles was beside himself at the prospects of tasting something that he personally blended large quantities of sugar, buttermilk, and bittersweet chocolate into.

I love the look on his face as he admired the finished product, and the ring of chocolate left around his mouth from helping "clean" the icing knife. He just kept saying "birthday cake," "baby," and "special treat" over and over again.

So we will continue to wait as patiently as we can. (A virtue I have been aspiring to learn all of my life!) I know that soon there will be a new South African baby boy in the world... and not long after and American playmate on this side of the "pond."

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