nixtress's Diaryland Diary

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They're teaching me things I never knew I'd learn.

In reading about the new arrival for those afore-mentioned Dlanders, I was reminded of the birth days of my sons. For Trevor, it was a tornado-whipped day. I was in labor for an incredible amount of time and all around us the weather was horrendous, to the degree they even trudged with me on a gurney to a hallway in the basement. A tornado had touched down 5 miles from where the hospital was located and demolished a small grouping of houses. He came into this world with paws like a puppy and a heart sized to match them.His dimples delved deep from the moment I laid eyes on that boy. And with all the bluster about, I should have known it wouldn't be easy or simple with him. He's got a heart so big it could hold the world in it and more compassion in his not-so-little-anymore body than I've ever seen in someone so young. And because he wears his heart on his sleeve, he's hurt by the most insignificant things..

With Ryan, I went into labor while I was swimming in a neighbors' pool towards the tail end of July. And that, too, should have been a hint to me. Tiny little man, wise in his skin. A waterbaby like his mother in every way. I think he's always known who and what he is. He exudes that..air. So solid in his knowledge of himself, confident and stubborn and still so flexible.And full of mischief..like watching waves play over sand.

He was an intensely good baby, NEVER cried, not even when hungry.Not an exaggeration. Ry was content to watch the world go by. And to drain every drop of experience from it. Like a sponge, he is.

My babies..growing in leaps and bounds and not truly babies anymore. And I wonder what it will be like, when they have babies of their own. I can see pieces of myself in them, slivers here and there. Makes me wonder what they'll see in their children as well..pieces of me changed to pieces of them?

Growing up as I did, this immediate family connectiveness is fairly new to me..still learning as I go. And I AM learning. And grateful to be doing so. Such a tapestry we're forming.

Good night one and all.

N.

8:59 p.m. - 2003-04-16

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