Sunday, July 1, 2012

Love Spurts

I have found that, although I love my children from the day I know that life is blooming inside me, my love for them grows tremendously over time, such that the love I know for them later completely overwhelms the love I had for them before.

The love doesn't grow steadily but rather in spurts...several days at a time, where I find myself adoring every facial expression, holding hands a little longer, yearning to smell the top of that child's head, asking him to sit a little closer, staring more deeply into her eyes.  For a few days, I just soak up the goodness of the child and fall more deeply in love with the creature God has entrusted to my care.  When the love spurt passes, I find that our connection has strengthened, that my child is even more a part of my self than before.

Well, I'm in a love spurt with Baby Girl right now.


She's so soft and gentle, so perfectly sweet.  I love to feel the steady rise and fall of her chest when she sleeps next to me.  I love to nurse her hungry little self, as she rests her fist on my collar bone.  I love to watch as she smiles into space, and wonder at her happy thoughts.  I love to slide my finger into her grasp and hold tight to her.  I love to marvel at her bright blue eyes and trace the outline of her rosebud mouth.

I love her.


BettieBoyd said...

New rule: No cars on Julia.

Wanting What I Have said...

Ha ha. Your mama makes me smile! :)

Julia is precious. I can identify with what you wrote. They are pure sweetness. And these days of being home with them are rich.

Julie said...

Baby Girl is most loveable!