A Series of First Pregnancy Haikus

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Pink or blue?

Waiting, waiting, surprise!

You are welcome

Life inside of me

First a flutter, then kick

Movement of a miracle

I love you

Created with love

I love you

What’s in a name?

Identity, meaning, purpose

In our hands

Transition, passage–

There’s so much to learn

We are not alone

Body changes…

Sick craving emotion

What loving partners!

Sitting in quiet, sleep

I bid farewell

To the departing season

Dreams of cuddles’ kiss

Soft baby skin smell, coos

Playtime and smiles

From daddy:

What a miracle
A human in her belly
Are you kidding me?

Preparation time
Can one ever be prepared?
Oh well, bring it on

New life is dawning
Old lives are being eclipsed
Sun will shine brighter

Something from nothing
The miracle of new life
An Amazing God

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Josi Seibert

Josi was born and raised a Nebraska girl. As many Cornhuskers did, she grew up on a farm in a small rural community. Upon graduating from Nebraska Wesleyan University, she exchanged cornfields for skyscrapers as she moved to Chicago to attend Moody Theological Seminary. It was there that she met her beloved husband, Ryan, and grew an interest in cross-cultural relationships as she worked with international students, refugee families, and lived in one of the most diverse communities in the country. She and her husband moved to Ghana, West Africa in September 2013 with a team of friends to start a business. In 2015 they resettled back in Chicago to welcome their first child and are currently working with World Relief, helping resettle refugees and find them employment. You're invited to keep in step with them as they live, work, learn and play: http://www.ryanandjosi.blogspot.com/

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