Monday, March 3, 2008

My Wonderful Baby

My days are filled with soft whimpers and wonderous cries, punctuated with bottle feeding and diaper changing, made irreplacible by new discoveries such as a reflection in a mirror. This is the most special time in my life. I am tired and slightly delirious, but really my delirium is caused by happiness and pure joy. What more could a mother ever ask for than a healthy, robust boy who wonders at her in amazement and she at him. Better still is to watch his father and him stare into each other's eyes and know they share a fierce love, a love that bound their hearts tightly to each other at first sight and will never fade or lessen. To share a love so big that tears form in the corners of my eyes just to think of it each and every day in the warm space of my own home is the blessing that none could compare to. I live a charmed life and I will never take these times for granted, becuase I can already see them slipping away and I try frantically to file every moment in my mind forever captured like snapshots of my life. I hope that I will always remember the way that he smells in the morning when he coos at me, straining to catch my eye through the bars of his bassinette next to my bed. I hope that I will always remember how fine his hair is and that when I hold him I brush my cheek against the top of his head becuase it feels like down feathers. I hope that I will alwasy remember the involuntary smiles that he shares so often with me that make my heart leap and I laugh out loud at how he's all gums. I hope I will always remember every moment as our love for each other gets stronger and stronger each day. A love that grows without end, an eternity of love that will never fail either one of us.

Child of mine…
To my beautiful child,
Beautiful child, being so small you inspire me big,
Beautiful child, so fragile, you make me so strong,
Beautiful child, so tender your touch your power is great,
Beautiful child, small is your heart, infinite is the love I feel for you;
Beautiful child, your hand I’m anxious to hold, to walk life’s road with you by my side.
Beautiful child, your light will show me the way,
Beautiful child, you came to my life to teach me a lesson that I shall never forget…
Nor riches, nor power can give us the best things of life…
The smile of a child…Is the best of all rewards…

Ale Duncan

2 comments:

The Adamsons said...

ok, i just teared up reading that. reading your beautiful words makes me so excited to meet my own little angel boy. thank you for sharing your thoughts!!

Morigami said...

Aw Sarah! That's beautiful. I'm so happy for you!