"life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all."
i felt you
you were a sesame seed, a lemon, a pumpkin, then suddenly a watermelon
i sang to you
there were times when i didn't feel ready
i played you peaceful piano music
every morning as i got ready
ready to go teach school
i prayed for you - long before you were created
and every moment since i found out you were on your way.
i prepared your sweet nursery
an intimate room in our home
bright, airy, and just for you.
just how i had always imagined
i washed your little clothes;
clothes picked out
one by one
for my future baby boy.
your dad and i would talk about you
anticipating what you would look like; who you would be.
we watched the final episode of 'parenthood' the weekend before your due date
ice cream, tissues, deep talks
i remember vividly
grasping the blanket on my lap
tears rolling down my face.
could you tell i was scared?
'what if i wasn't going to be a good mother?'
and then you were here
ten toes. nine pounds
big fat love.
i held you
i fed you
i realized i would spend my whole life doing things to make you happy
and that that would make me happy.
there were times that were hard
where i was left completely exhausted
times when i wanted to fall at my mother's feet
and tell her- 'i get it.'
but then you laugh
you grab my hand with those chubby fingers
and we both smile at one another
(i love the way you look up at me)
we're growing together
i promise to always open my heart
we are seeing the world together like it's new-
until you let go.
i made you,
but you made me a mother.
“everybody needs beauty…places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul alike.” – john muir
...what about you...
what is your greatest or craziest adventure?
ps: my little love turns eight months old today! i plan to share some memories soon...
we are off to the mountains this morning
follow me on instagram for our adventures this weekend + check in for (hopefully) a post or two
linking up with bailey jean this month