This week Galit asked you to conjure something. An object, a person, a feeling, a color, a season- whatever you like.

But don’t tell us what it is, conjure it. In 100 words.

Time passes. Days… weeks… months.

The anticipation is almost over & excitement takes over . But other feelings sneak in… fear, happiness, anxiety, & pain.

It starts with a twinge, a trickle, a gush, or an appointment.

Pain. Pain like I’ve never known.

It’s excruciating & I feel like I’m being tore apart.

I want nothing more than to be done. I’m tired.

But the end is close as the pain increases.

Push, count, push, count.

Finally I hear a little cry.

Tear fall from my eyes as I cradle my baby close to me.