I remember when I had Jonah, some friends came by to visit and said the same thing (their children were about 6-8 months older). I thought it was silly - he seemed so big at the time - and he was average-sized when he was born! I remembered the look in their eyes as they held my little boy and the softness that washed over their faces as they took him in. The same thing happened to me today as I looked into the eyes of these fabulous little babies. I felt that calm peacefulness wash over me and then I looked back at my little man and the feeling only intensified. I guess one could attribute it to loving motherhood, others might say its hormones, and still others might say "sounds like you should start thinking about #2"... Which made me start thinking about that other age old question: how long does one wait before trying (if trying is the issue) to get pregnant again? I guess I'll address that one when we do decide to expand our family! For now, I've got enough on my hands trying to keep my son who never stops moving safe from, well, himself!
Needless to say, after these joyous visits, I was feeling pretty high on life today. Unfortunately, I just found out that my grandmother, who has been in a nursing home since April after suffering a major stroke in March, is spiraling downward. Its been interesting to watch her transition through this last phase in her life as she and Jonah had more similarities than differences... trouble communicating their needs and desires, trouble eating, etc. Despite that, I know that when it is her time to go one of my fondest memories of her will be the sparkle in her eye that she would have when she would see her great-grandson and that her life was full of love for others and the love that others had for her.
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