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Right now the side of his face rests against my belly, skin to skin, his warmth magnified by mine. It is a wonder, an absolute awe-filled thing, that just days ago he was on the other side of me, tucked away and unseeable, a secret. Elliot. Elliot with the head full of hair. Elliot with the fifty-eight eyelashes. Elliot with the rounded nose that dips into rounded cheeks that slope to the tiny chin that quivers when he cries, lifts when he smiles in his sleep. A landscape. Elliot. Tiny boy so like and unlike all the other boys who have been born before. So like and unlike whatever small person I imagined my own son to be. Perfection is a rare if not impossible thing, but how could he not be, right now, so young, so soft, exactly as he is here, breathing in and out, making the sounds that all mothers and fathers know as first-speak. Secrets. He is revealing them to me, unspooling them by the minute, by the number of his sighs, and they tangle around my legs and body until I am war
Emily:
ReplyDeleteUnlike the fleeting beauty of flowers during this luxurious season, the life of a newborn child is in a perpetual state of blooming, and changing. Blessing the hours of your days, the days of your week, this ever present gift in your life.
Richard
Thanks so much, Richard. Every time I look at El, he's somehow different. Hard to comprehend how fast this baby phase will pass. *sigh* I am soaking up the moments.
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DeleteHow perfectly lovely! Words and pictures!
ReplyDeleteLots of lovely moments over here! Thanks.
DeleteLovely pics and words! :-)
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Congrats on the birth of Elliot.
Hi Deb -- So glad you clicked over. I appreciate your comments and presence here!
DeleteYou are a wise mother, to savor each moment, to note the subtle and not so subtle changes. Time passes so quickly. I know.
ReplyDeleteThis little boy is almost six months old, Audrey! Amazing.
DeleteThe delicate foliage almost seems to flutter as your eye moves around the images. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYes, isn't it a beautiful plant? Now if only I knew what it was called... All are welcome to identify it!
DeleteYes! And in the blink of an eye each precious moment passes yielding to yet another wonderful moment. Thanks for this thought (and your terrific photos too)!
ReplyDeleteThanks, as always, for your comments, Bill!
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