“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” – Albert Einstein
Baby Theo is just absolutely perfect in every way. Now 10.5 weeks old, I wonder where the time has gone. Cliche, yes I know, nevertheless true. While time moves in one direction, my memories move in another. Memories of sweet delicious moments where the clock stands still and I can revel in the raw, spiritual tenderness of a newborn beauty. Enchantment is what is it is. I bury my mind deep in those memories every day as I watch this little heavenly bundle change and awaken slowly to this world. He is awakening in every sense. His spirit is very much alive. I felt his spirit and have from the moment I caught glimpse of his flesh. Spiritual conversations occur every moment he is in my arms, conversations to which there is no language. As each day passes, I watch carefully as he wiggles free from his transcendent spiritual slumber. I see him awakening every day in tiny ways. There is sadness in that second but as the clock ticks and time passes, so does the grief. Heartache is then replaced by sincere, happy, thankful feelings of the heart for this very special spirit that has blessed our lives. Everyday I study his face, his furry shoulders, his miniature cuticles and the feeling of his sweet face pressed against my chest, breathing puffs of warm air onto my baby thirsty skin. I absorb myself into him everyday as I nurse my sweet angel to sleep. My heart ignites each time I watch milk drip from the crook of his smiley mouth down to his tiny chin and our eyes lock... time stands completely still. I am memorizing. Memorizing for the day when I long to wander into those memories again. Overwhelming in every way are the emotions I feel as I try to seize each fleeting day. Impossible are my attempts but nonetheless I am so very grateful for this time. This is a very special time of life. A very spiritual time of life. We are so grateful that we have him. If I am gathering even a miniscule appreciation for how our Heavenly Father and Mother might feel about their children, then I am speechless and forever indebted for the blessing and privilege to partake in such splendid sweetness.
Time does not change us. It just unfolds us.
Max Frisch
3 comments:
he is such a beautiful little guy!
wow, he is cute! Would be expect anything else?? nah ;)
i meant *we. WE wouldn't expect anything else from two gorgeous parents.
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