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In a moment, in a breath, sweet newness lay on my chest. Eyes wide, in awe at what had taken place. No build-up, just this, no time to think, just her.
If someone would have told me this type of love existed, I would have laughed, how could that be? Impossible. Impossible is a mothers love, because it can't be measured, only understood by the gentle smiles and nods of another mother.
I can only be thankful that tomorrow's another day, and that morning light brings with it a chance to make that day a better one...oh Lord let tomorrow be better, I don't have enough ice cream.
"Everything comes gradually and at its appointed hour." Ovid
I want to feel it all, every emotion, every pain, every turn, and every whisper, as the last weeks shared with another come to a close. Leaves relinquish their grasp, leaving the trees bare, as the color fades from the horizon, bringing with it a promise of new life, wrapped in the magnificent gift of winter.
"There is a wisdom in the body that is older and more reliable than clocks and calendars. ~John Harold Johnson"
"Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy and complaining about the shadow over my feet, I'd have cherished every minute of it and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was to be my only chance in life to assist God in a miracle. ~Erma Bombeck"
I look to the future, imagining both of my children playing together, growing together, loving each other and fighting with each other as only siblings do, and I can't help but smile despite the pain. The gift of a sibling, a gift I've always wanted to receive, I now have the privilege of giving.
I get it now...why I don't remember my mother sick or tired growing up. The sacrifices you make for your children's happiness are limitless, they have no bounds.
Dear Baby Bear,
This has fast become my favorite time of night, just me and you (well your dad's next to me snoring away). Maybe it's the quietness of the night, or maybe it's because I'm laying still and not gently rocking you as I go through the day, sometimes almost forgetting you're there...but only just for a moment. This is my favorite time when it's just me and you and your tiny kicks reminding me that you're there just beneath my skin. I relish each and every one of your lovely movements and cannot WAIT to kiss those precious toes, hands, cheeks, and all those other deliciously wonderful baby parts. You are the most amazing gift and I love you so.
Love, Mama Bear <3
With a baby bear on the way, I can't help but do a little wishful shopping for the wee one (a girl can dream). I mean how CUTE is that ride along cow! After looking at massive amounts of baby stuff online, I realized that I don't want our house looking like Disneyland threw up all over the place. Call me crazy but having a baby does not mean that we have to give up on style...right?