April 10, 2010

nine months

When he was first born so wee and brand new, we had no memories of him and every day we discovered each other

When he opened his eyes to stare into mine or roosted content on mama's chest, legs curled up in my lap, I couldn't imagine him as a boy or a teenager, only always a tiny perfect baby

He learned- he smiled, he spoke, he loved us intensely as we were his entire world and he ours

We learned- we bathed reluctantly, snuggled happily, our rhythms adjusted to his

Those many nights staring nose to nose, disbelieving he was ours, that his tiny body was ready for the world, trusting us to guide him

We were amazed- we had created a person, an incredible human we placed into the world and now we'd wait and discover who he was

Tonight my son lay down on my chest, his legs extending to my knees, hands busily curling and twisting in the air as he tried to calm enough to drift away

Today I can see- he is larger, he is learning, he will grow and change every day

Soon he will walk. Then run. Soon he will have choices and make decisions.

Until then we can be his world and I couldn't feel more blessed

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