amongst all the chaos. the holiday festivities, gatherings, quarrels and sibling rivalry. regardless of income or social status. parental age or maturity matters not. he arrives. a little bundle of love. hope. innocence. he arrives. at the dawning of the last day of 2008. a tax write off.
grand baby number 4. a boy. wow.
the universe has spoken. he has chosen this life. his parents. his journey. what is my role? he will let me know.
who does he look like? his mommy? his daddy. his savant sister? he has angelina jolie lips. bonus. he looks like himself.
memories flood to the surface.
baby cries
baby cries
poopy diapers
feedings
worry
worry
worry
love
love
take my breath away type love
if only i had awakened back when my babies arrived. i'd had viewed things much differently. with much more patience. much more understanding. no accidents. just deliberate creation and co-creation.
all things have a reason
awakening
welcome, little man, welcome to earth