{September 2nd, 2008}
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(my mama got a little scissor-happy with my bangs! doot! doot!)
{September 2nd, 2009}
Last year, on this very day, I was very with child.
My stomach had stretched. I had (still have) jagged marks to prove it. I slept less, ate more. I thought about, pondered, anticipated, longed for my darling Morgan.
I was showered with gifts. I had prepared his room. I washed his clothes. I laid on the floor, arms wrapped around my belly, hands touching where he moved. I would spend hours longingly gazing over all of his little things and oh, how they filled our home with such a feeling of love – a feeling of newness, of change.
Last night, we scooped Morgan into our arms. I nuzzled his soft cheek. I passed him to Jared, who held and kissed him - our growing child. He grows so quickly. And time keeps passing right on by. I was overcome with emotion – with gratitude. Here was my family. Here were the very spirits Heavenly Father meant me to learn and grow with here on earth. My sweet husband, our sweet child.
My stomach had stretched. I had (still have) jagged marks to prove it. I slept less, ate more. I thought about, pondered, anticipated, longed for my darling Morgan.
I was showered with gifts. I had prepared his room. I washed his clothes. I laid on the floor, arms wrapped around my belly, hands touching where he moved. I would spend hours longingly gazing over all of his little things and oh, how they filled our home with such a feeling of love – a feeling of newness, of change.
Last night, we scooped Morgan into our arms. I nuzzled his soft cheek. I passed him to Jared, who held and kissed him - our growing child. He grows so quickly. And time keeps passing right on by. I was overcome with emotion – with gratitude. Here was my family. Here were the very spirits Heavenly Father meant me to learn and grow with here on earth. My sweet husband, our sweet child.
We are meant to be, and I know it. I know it with my whole heart, my whole being.
And how blessed we are to belong forever. What comfort. What pure, sacred joy.
There in the dark, we sat whispering. Touching, kissing. All three of us. Morgan sound asleep, me, with tears in my eyes.
Then Jared whispered in his tiny ear, “you will always be ours”. And he will.
There is no better feeling.
And how blessed we are to belong forever. What comfort. What pure, sacred joy.
There in the dark, we sat whispering. Touching, kissing. All three of us. Morgan sound asleep, me, with tears in my eyes.
Then Jared whispered in his tiny ear, “you will always be ours”. And he will.
There is no better feeling.
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