I'm a Christian, a wife, a mother, a homemaker, a photographer, a thinker, a ditz and a lover of lists. I keep accidentally heading in the "crunchy" direction, but I won't do the dreads, I still shave and despite the many endorsements, I have no interest in smoking pot. :)
As my husband says, our poor children will end up in therapy because of their parents who were hippies who couldn't commit. So I'm just embracing the crazy.
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Tuesday, June 5, 2012
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My vision is kind of fuzzy when I first open my eyes. Before the covers pull back, before I wobble to her room, before I rub my eyes. It takes them a while to adjust. They take in a furry ball attached to a chubby body - she looks like a doll I would have played with as a girl. Good thing my feet know where to step in the dimly lit living area as I carry my little gremlin back to my bed to nurse.
I stare at her in the cool light of a morning trying hard to break past my curtains. Every morning: gazing at the most precious sight... Fuzzy and all. She is stubborn (like me) and she holds those heavy eyelids up to look at her mother. We lay there silent, her sucking, me gazing. My eyes never had it so good.