At the end of most days, I climb into bed with the last of the energy afforded me, but I find an ache - a small ache - nagging me, forcing me to recount the day, to savor it's parts both difficult and rewarding. I know this season is that - but a season. In the midst of it, it's almost impossible to imagine it could end, that another season will take it's place, but I know all too well from history (the history of others that I've observed, and from my own personal history of childhood-adulthood) that not a day should be taken for granted. I comforted Madigan as he bumped his head on the lowest counter top in our house, marveling at how tall he was. Then, I blinked, and today I was wiping away his tears after he bumped his head on the highest counter top in our house (10 inches higher!). I forced back my own tears as I held him there in that moment, thankful that I am still the comforter, the one whose kisses still make things better, even just at the heart level.
Moments to savor from the past couple days...
Hammock time with Gumbum
Introverts Unite! Auntie Jess with Jevy.
Selfies with a finger up your nose are best.
"Bundle made me did it." Famous last words.
Found a cell phone soaking in the toilet (thank you Kelty). Otter boxes have saved my bacon more than I care to admit.
Farmer's Market with Gumbum.
"Mama, you need to say excuse me." "Excuse me." Thoughtful pause... "it was a cute burp, though, Mama." Paugie, you might be the cutest thing that ever happened.
Most of these photos gleefully stolen from Gwenn McCaleb
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