And then, at 11:57 a.m., there he was.
I cried. A delirious mixture of complete relief and all-encompassing joy.Words stumble and fall weak in the knees, entirely daunted by the task of expressing the emergence of a body, the rushing forth of spirit, the creation of a whole new being, and how it is one becomes a mother.
The ability of language is eclipsed by the largesse and majesty of that moment.
And just when words fail you, love crawls into your being, sparks a primordial ember and sets fire to your heart, the urgency and ferocity of which both engulf and mesmerize you all at once.
As of this moment, my baby is one year old! He is an amazing little person, with such a fun personality! He grows more interesting and fascinating every single day. I am convinced I will spend the rest of my life completely in awe of him. I am so blessed to be his mother.~Nichole
3 comments:
How do you stand all that cuteness?
Adorable boy! Can't believe he's already one year old! Love the face he's making. --Katherine
Loved reading your birth posts. Hard to believe he is already one. Time goes by so quickly. What a miracle children are.
Thanks for your comment on the toddlers in church post on Family Volley. You are so right. It might look like some mothers have everything together on the surface, but we are all fighting the same fight, and it is hard and can be frustrating, but is the most rewarding thing we will ever do.
The season will end and we will find ourselves in RS, wishing we had a baby to take into the halls.
I hope you and your family are doing well.
xo
Post a Comment