Two weeks until my due date, and today, I’m finalizing the last bits of work before my maternity leave begins. It’s hard to believe that in just a few days, my life will change forever.
A soft kick in my belly brings me back to the present, reminding me of the imminent changes. I place my hand over my stomach and smile, feeling the baby respond to my touch.
"Almost done, little one," I murmur.
It’s been a long day, filled with meetings and emails, but I feel lighter now that most of the work is behind me. Glancing at the clock, I realize it’s getting late. I promised my grandparents I would visit them today, and as always, they’ve been excited to fuss over me. With everything nearly wrapped up, I gather my things and head to the car, ready to make my way to their house.
But as I settle
