Monday, January 9, 2012

i just haven't met you yet

I was eating lunch with my little dining companion today, when one of our favorite special songs came on the radio. I've thought of this as "our song" ever since before Levi was born, as it played constantly on the radio in the  days leading up to his July 2010 birthday. "Haven't Met You Yet" just seemed to make so much more sense as a baby song than a love song, to me. Here are the lyrics and my interpretations throughout:


I'm not surprised.
Not everything lasts.
I've broken my heart so many times I stopped keeping track.
Talk myself in.
I talk myself out.
I get all worked up, then I let myself down.

(Approaching the due date, sometime I'd get worked up about it, but then realized there was nothing I could do yet.)
I tried so very hard not to lose it.
(I think most pregnant women are *this close* to losing their sanity on most days. It's a big change a-coming!)

I came up with a million excuses.
I thought I thought of every possibility.
(Hind sight... I didn't think I'd be in labor for 12 days straight. No joke.)
And I know someday that it'll all turn out.
You'll make me work so we can work to work it out.
(Twelve days of contractions is WORK!)

And promise you, kid, that I'll give so much more than I get.
(False. I do not give more than the joy I receive.)

I just haven't met you yet.
(It's so odd to have a person inside you, so very close, and yet so far away.)
I might have to wait.
(Hah. Those days are the longest days ever.)

I'll never give up.
(I have yet to hear of a pregnant woman staying pregnant forever.)

I guess it's half timing, 
And the other half's luck.
(Yup, that magic day is completely out of my control.)

Wherever you are.
Whenever it's right.
You'll come out of nowhere and into my life.
(All of a sudden, here's a whole new person!)
And I know that we can be so amazing.
And baby your love is gonna change me.
(Baby, you have turned me into a mother.)


They say all's fair.
In love and war.
But I won't need to fight it.
We'll get it right and, 
We'll be united.
(We got it right. Not many women dream of their child born by c-section after all that hard work laboring, but in the end, the perfect plan for us unfolded and I finally got to meet my Levi.)


* Disclaimer: Today's sappy post was brought to you by pregnant hormones, courtesy of your July 2012 baby-to-be, who I haven't met yet.

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