So, today is the day that Tiny Monkey (I’m trying this out as his blog name for now) was due.
I’m so glad he came early.
Not because I was tired of being pregnant, which I wasn’t.
But, because I can’t imagine the past few weeks without him in our lives.
This morning, I was dropping Monkey Girl and Baby Monkey at school (Monkey in the Middle had a fever yesterday and needs to be 24-hours fever-free before returning to school) and I started to cry.
Not postpartum, hormonal tears.
Tears of wonder and tears of joy.
I looked in the rear-view mirror and listened to the excited chatter and realized that the four kids behind me were all mine.
Me.
Mother of four.
Could I seriously be lucky enough to have these four babies?
Did Real Man and I really make these sweet little beings?
As a family of 5, we were awesome and happy.
Who knew that being a family of 6 would be even better?
Tiny Monkey has completely completed this crew, and, I love that, like his Mommy, he wanted to be early (I hate being late) and we got to spend a few extra weeks with him.
May not seem like much over the course of his entire lifetime, but believe me, every second is precious.
That’s the cutest Tiny Monkey I’ve ever seen =)
And I love that as #4, he came early.
Cause after four times around, 38 weeks is PLENTY long enough!
Already looking out for his Momma.
XO
Comment by Erin Burns — March 8, 2011 @ 2:22 pm |
What a beautiful, beautiful piece: so simple, yet filled with the richest words you could write. I love you, Amy … but also love you and Rob together, and what you represent to me as a family: your strength, your love, and the way in which each quality sustains the other. I don’t know if my Rob and I will be able to assemble something like that – (we’re trying, but it ain’t cheap!) – but I just wanted to take a moment to let you know that reading your blog – and especailly today’s entry – reminds me about why we’re trying.
All the best to you and the monkeys,
Mark
Comment by Mark Martin — March 8, 2011 @ 4:02 pm |