Tuesday, February 19, 2013

7.


Sometimes, I get a sense-memory, an old one, the weight of you in my belly, and then in my arms, like a loaf of warm, heavy bread.

And then today, I look up and you are seven.

I am frightened of your growth. I am also smothering prideful smiles that sneak to my lips throughout the day. Never before has someone so much belonged to me.

Never before have I so much belonged to someone.

6 comments:

  1. absolutely perfect. you wrapped it all, all those feelings that are, at times, so hard to put your finger on, into the most beautiful words and images. perfect. happy birthday to you both.

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  2. that first line of remembering carrying your boy in your belly like a loaf of bread, so perfectly described - and true! happy birthday to your little man, and to you for being a 7-year-old-mama (wow!) lots of love xx

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    1. i've been a mess, truthfully. he's just so HUGE. and yes, the fact of being a mama for seven years already is truly overwhelming at times.
      thank you <3

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  3. Absolutely beautiful Sis. This broke my heart glued it back together with Happy. :)

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    1. it's my job to make my family cry, apparently. :)

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