Week after week, this extraordinary experience goes on in leaps and bounds. We are going through the sixth month and near the beginning of the childbirth course. The end, I know, is still far away but we start glimpsing the end. This makes it grow anxiety and feelings of inadequacy. But then there is no remedy. Even though I “study”, I’ll remain unprepared for a similar miracle. Still I’m confident the team to which I belong is big and strong enough to learn how to hold the reins of this adventure. I’m enjoying any moment and in some cases I’m impatient to know what awaits me. Meanwhile, the little pest grows and never misses an opportunity to be heard. Sometimes painfully, sometimes almost imperceptibly. But every her movement corresponds to a smile of mine. And it’s a continuous falling in love with her and with my husband… I feel her and I think of you that have donated her to me.