I have been bustling about the house today- catching up on some housework that I have let slide for awhile. Leslie came in from work and started playing with Bean. As I went through my day of cleaning, we all passed each other, we helped each other and we sat at the table for two meals. Pretty much we had a regular, no frills kind of day.
It was wonderful. I love having this chattering little being in my life. I love hearing Leslie and her, in the basement playing. I love holding her and feeling the warmth of her body, smelling her hair.
I am so grateful to have her in my life. I am so lucky to be her Mama. I am so lucky to have Leslie- he is pretty much the best husband a woman could have.
I can not even imagine my life without her in it. I look back at December 2003- that was our last Christmas without Ev- and it was awful. Everything just felt wrong. Everything was empty. It makes me really think about the folks I know that are waiting for their daughters. I have nothing to say to them to soothe this time. Just know that when you hold your daughter for the first time, these long dark days will fade so quickly and you will only think about them again to compare how absolutely full your life is with HER.
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