7 months tomorrow
I try to cherish every moment, but even as they happen they're so fleeting I'm afraid I'll never store enough up to last... motherhood is the greatest blessing and the worst agony a woman could ever endure. It's strength, and weakness, and terror and joy. And I've got two girls to watch grow up. I am so proud of them... and yet I weep to see how fast they grow. Caroline was with her grandparents not quite two months and she grew so much in so short a span! I can't believe how much I missed in that little bit of time. She's seven years old but Goddess help me, she acts like she's 17 going on 70!!! What did I ever do to deserve such children?? Mike is the best father. You should see him with Bella... all tender and smiling like there's nothing else in the world but her. He rocks her to sleep when she's having a bad night and she conks out on his shoulder. He checks her every time she bumps her head, and reassures her that she's okay. I would never have imagined my life would be like this. I never thought I'd have kids, much less more than one... never mind the amazing husband! At best, I figured it would be a long rough road to find my soulmate but he popped out of nowhere and now... now I have the fullest heart and warmest home I can imagine. Sure, our house is old and falling apart in places, but it's ours, and my family is here.
I am reminded of Robert Burns' statement, in "The White Goddess"
"All acts of love and pleasure are My rituals."
Then every day is a ritual to Her, for my every act is one of love and pleasure.