This is the mantra in my head I keep repeating to myself. It is okay to dream. It is okay to hope. And it is okay to feel everything from anger to complete and unspeakable joy.
With Jenna I was obsessed with saturated, vibrant colors like fuchsia, indigo and teal. Fuchsia more than anything. Her room was going to be painted an avocado green and have bright pink and purple paper butterflies hanging from the ceiling. It would have been very flower-child, very artsy. Sublime.
It feels good that the aesthetic I tend to be leaning toward is completely opposite. Soft. Modern. And simply sweet. It feels good that I guess I am not in the same place as I was with Jenna, I fear ‘replacing’ her.
But it feels so good to dream.
I remember laughing with my sister about how much fuchsia this little girl would have (with Jenna). We ourselves were obsessed with the color, and it only seemed natural to pass that infatuation down to the little girl who would soon be a part of our world.
The color fuchsia has become something that reminds me of her, anywhere and everywhere I go. I guess it’s still her color.
Now when I see grays and peaches and pinks mixed together my heart skips a beat. I’ve been going kind of crazy on Pinterest…
A lot of people have told me they are too expecting their rainbow babies. And they too have similar fears, and withholdings in pregnancy.
I feel like this is one step in the right direction.
It is okay to dream. Create a Pinterest board, get some ideas and dream for you and your baby. Hope is a beautiful thing.
Thinking of all the beautiful mamas expecting their rainbow babies tonight.