You are a Gift.

 This baby is a gift, just like we all are.

 I am trying to remind myself that we all are, we are still special gifts.

 When we first arrive here, we arrive in a small package with smooth skin and inquisitive eyes. We can make people feel whole with just a curl of our lips, with just our smile.  

Our shape changes, our minds form, and our beliefs about ourselves leave us to easily forget how we touch each other lives. How we can make each other feel whole just by loving them. 

LOVE me. 

All we are saying the same thing:

Take time for me.

Lay with me until I fall asleep. You make me feel safe.

Spend time trying to make me smile. Then you will know what makes me happy.

Show me that you care about my body, treasure each part.

kiss me a lot.

Tell people how wonderful I am.

LOVE me... I am still a gift.

Far Behind

I am far behind on editing, posting and updates. At least I have a good reason. Actually 2 good reasons...

Small Treasures

I have red and green apples set in a large dark red ceramic bowl on my patio. My kids count them, admire them,  think about how to make candy apples with them, ask about fall time, and create patterns. All with a bowl of apples.  

Mother to Be

If I could express how much is coming in the years to come, I may try to tell you all about being a Mother.

 I suppose that is why God made the experience so unexplainable. It is not just joy or just exhaustion, not just learning how nurture or how to hold your patience. It is a transformation of your very self.

Some days you feel like you are glowing in the very light of God. Somedays you want to curl up, well anywhere, and see if you can find yourself, any part of you you used to know. 

But the truth is you are no longer there, the way you used to be. You have transformed into this all encompassing word "Mother".

It is never the same: precious and sorrowful, beautiful and all encompassing. 

Welcome Baby and welcome Mother, it is a birth to you both.