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I wake to a foot in the ribs, I turn over and realize she's crawled in sometime hours ago. I watch her sleeping, her chest rises and falls. She's exquisite, her perfect red lips pursed against her milky skin. Her wildly curled hair wrapped around her neck. I watch her, I notice a freckle, one I've not noticed before if that sort of thing is possible. I run my hand over the curve of her back.
Her foot kicks me unaware, she stretches in her sleep and wiggles her head back and forth, the movements she's made since she was a tiny baby, she makes them now. She's about to open her eyes and I want to close mine so I can still observe her unnoticed yet of course, I can't have it both ways. She's magnificent in the early dawn, but then she's magnificent all the time.
She wakes facing me. Her eyes light up, the brightest smile. Hi Mommy. And I smile broadly in return with tears pooling in my eyes. I am humbled that there are these moments of overwhelming grace and joy, that this little riblet is in my life teaching me how to love and risk and wrestle and try. I try and find new words and they don't come and yet I revel in this feeling, this amazement at her life.
A new day awaits us, a lazy one and I remind myself to live it with intention, to make each moment with her conscious and worthy of the magnitude it is.
Monday, February 18, 2008
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I know these moments, and again, you have captured them so beautifully you brought tears to my eyes.
those are the moments to savor.
the moments when everything else falls away and you're able to remind yourself and feel, in your core, it's all worth it.
Overwhelming grace and joy.
Yes.
Just beautiful. I hope you enjoy the day.
brought to you by the letter M.
she really is about the most gorgeous child i've ever seen!
So sweet, Mama!
Thank you for this lesson - the humility part I particularly need to learn as I guiltily think about my moans this morning after receiving similar kicks in the ribs from my own three year old!
very sweet, i can't wait to have some more of these with my monkeys in a couple months
They are so glorious, aren't they?
Oooh, you caught that moment and feeling so beautifully.
fantastic. you make the love and wonder of it all so palpable in this.
Lovely.
The Boy crawled into bed with us last night and the highlight was when he grouched "STOP BREATHING ON ME, MAMA."
Those moments are the ones that keep me fueled.
There is no better perspective restorer.
Its true love, mama.
I savor these moments that you described so sweetly! And I agree that M is astonishing in her beauty.
Aw geez, now I'm all weepy.
Resonance and beauty!
Lovely.... so lovely.
Ah, those sweet lovely moments. So necessary to keeping us sane.
Oh yeah - the joy and the kick in the ribs.
Sweet post, and very very familiar.
i can see the two of you in my mind's eye, both beautiful, her with the sweetness of childhood, you with the love of motherhood.
That was exquisite.
Dang, now I want to crawl into bed with you!
Sincerely, this was lovely, Jen.
Such eloquence.
So lovely my friend. As are you.
this was so pretty. as is she.
Perfectly said, my friend.
i feel lucky for these moments.
There lies the beauty of being a mother and a woman.
Oh, great, way to go and make me feel guilty for all the times I've been irritated to have my children in bed with me. :)
Sometimes the most simplest of moments are the most magical.
I loved your description of her as a "little riblet".
awww...
Oh sweetness. M.
I love this post. My moments like this come at bedtime...so sweet.
I always stop by at the end of a long day, as a treat. Glad I did, thanks!
Grace and joy. Thanks for the reminder.
Oh, how I MISS those moments...Glad you are reveling in them...
I love that they stretch and yawn as they did as babies. Bringing us back.
The simplest moments are the easiest to appreciate. Beautiful words.
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