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I Marvel

May 30, 2010 By Kim Bongiorno at LetMeStartBySaying 4 Comments

I open the door to the dark room and smell his warm little boy smell. He begins stirring as I walk across the room, so I silently watch him sit up on his knees and rub the sleep from his eyes.

The first thing he sees are my eyes looking at him as he asks what we’re doing today, then he crawls into my lap while I sit on the bed. Once wrapped around me, he falls limp like a beautiful doll.  I gently rub his back how he has loved since he was a newborn baby, five years ago. I marvel at every vertebrae lying between the sinewy muscles of his back. I feel the breath being the only motion of his body, though I know he is growing even as we sit there for but a minute.  I push my nose into his spiky bed-head hair and relish in the tickle, the familiar scent of my first-born child. My heart swells with love, with the luck that I got to carry him inside of me, and then got to keep him afterwards. He is my gift.

Eventually nature calls, and he crawls off of me. I head to the other room.

I open the door and whisper her name. Once I turn off the fan, I can hear from her breath that she’s awake. I poke my finger through the slats of her crib, and soon feel the gentle pressure of a tiny finger pressing against the tip of mine. I pull away, and hear the first sound she’ll make today: a giggle. Of course I do it a couple more times, because the giggle is feeding me, nourishing me for the day ahead.

Finally I need to see her, and look down into her crib. Laying on her back with a sweet sleepy smile and twinkling eyes is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She somehow grew even more beautiful overnight, a sentiment I can’t help but believe each morning. She clambers up into my arms the moment I reach for her, and she slips into my hug warm and soft.  Her head tucks under my chin, the perfect fit that love can have. I close my eyes and say, “Thank You” before my day begins.

I Marvel | A mother starts her day, by @letmestart

Comments

  1. Anita says

    December 23, 2010 at 4:25 am

    This was so beautiful that it actually made me tear up — Which rarely happens. (Not that I am all hard-hearted and such.) But this is what I long for, having a little body to call my own, and be able to experience these special, loving moments. To be able to marvel at such a beautiful gift. This entry has beautifully and effortlessly put into words the reasoning for my desire to have a child so badly. But the difficult part? is knowing that I have to wait.
    Wait to get married, wait to graduate college, wait to be financially stable, wait, wait, wait. Sigh.
    But thank you so much for sharing this beautiful little snippet of your journey with us.
    It makes waiting just a little bit easier. 🙂

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    • letmestartbysaying says

      December 23, 2010 at 8:01 am

      Well, geez, now you got me all weepy with gratitude for your words. I hope you get what you want. All of it.

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  2. Sonya says

    March 20, 2011 at 8:58 pm

    I like how you mentioned the familiar scent of your child, the feeling of luck just to have them, being nourished by giggles, and the perfect fit of love. It’s all what makes motherhood such a gift. You said it all so beautifully, such that it brought me right to the times like thoes I’ve shared with my kids. Being the mother of a 13 year old boy I find myself needing reminders of thoes tender moments we’ve shared. Tonight you have helped me do that. You took me back…to the times I shared with my son when it was just us. Slow-dancing in the middle of the night, my brand new baby and I. I was so in love, a love that before him I never knew. I’m still in love. Thank you for this beautiful post, and for bringing me back. I’m going to go give T a giant kiss now.

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    • letmestartbysaying says

      March 20, 2011 at 9:01 pm

      Oh! You just now reminded me how I used to dance with Mr T singing “The Rainbow Connection”. It always calmed him down…ooooohhhh….now I need to smooch him.

      Reply

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