Twenty Five

Once I had reached thirty seven weeks I was put on bed rest at home. Although the bed rest can be challenging and lonely at times, I am comforted by the presence of Ryan.

He has been a constant support for me throughout my pregnancy, helping me with daily tasks and keeping me company. I am grateful to have him by my side as we prepare to welcome our child into the world.

Today, we're cuddled up on the sofa together, listening to music and talking about the baby. Even though I can't see him, I can feel the warmth of his embrace and the beat of his heart. It's comforting to know that he's here

with me, supporting me through this journey.

Despite the challenges of being blind and pregnant, I try to stay positive and

focus on the joy of bringing a new life into the world. I know that this bed rest is for the best, and that my little one will be healthy and strong when she arrives.

Ryan and I talk about the names, the future, the joys and challenges that come with parenting, and how excited we are to meet her. We both agree that we want to be the best parents we can be for her.

I also think about how it will be as a blind mother, but I know that with the support of Ryan, I can do it. I know that I will find ways to navigate the world and raise my child just like any other parent.

In the meantime, I am grateful for these moments of quiet and comfort with Ryan. I cherish the sound of his voice, the feel of his skin, the warmth of his embrace, and the love that we share. I am blessed to have him by my side, and I know that together, we will face whatever comes our way.

As we cuddled on the sofa today, Ryan and I talked about names for our little girl. We've been throwing around a few ideas, but nothing has felt quite right yet.

"What about Lily?" Ryan suggested.

I liked the sound of it, but it didn't feel like the perfect fit. "it's lovely, but I don't know. It just doesn't feel like the right name for our daughter."

Ryan understood. "Well, we still have some time to decide. We want to make

sure we find the perfect name for her."

I leaned my head on his shoulder, feeling grateful for his understanding and

support. " I know we will" I said. "We'll find the perfect name for her, together."

Even though my pregnancy has come with some unique challenges, Ryan

has been my rock and I know that together, we'll be able to handle anything that comes our way. I feel so blessed to have him by my side as we embark on this new journey of parenthood.

As we talked more, I can feel my stomach twitching and kicking in the familiar way that my little girl does, making me giggle and Ryan feel the same excitement. We just can't wait to hold her in our arms and give her the perfect name.

As I lay here, I can't help but feel a mix of emotions. I am excited to meet our

daughter, but also a little scared of the unknown. Will she be healthy? Will I

be a good mother? These thoughts often cross my mind, but Ryan is always there to reassure me that everything will be fine.

I run my hand over Ryan's as he holds my belly, feeling the warmth and love emanating from him. It's a small but powerful reminder that I am not alone in this journey. We are in this together.

As we lay there, Ryan tells me about all the things he's been building for our daughter's nursery, and I listen intently. I may not be able to see it, but I can imagine it all in my mind.

The crib, the changing table, the rocking chair.

Ryan's voice paints the picture for me, and I am filled with joy.

I place my hand on top of Ryan's, feeling our daughter kick.

"She's quite the kicker," Ryan says with a chuckle.

"She takes after her mother," I reply smiling.

We lay there in silence for a moment, just feeling our daughter's movements and enjoying each other's company. It's a peaceful moment, and one I will cherish forever.

This moment, cuddled on the sofa with my boyfriend, feeling our daughter kick, is one I will always remember.