We'll hop in our car and head towards the big city.
Just the two of us.
We'll go to a museum. I'll wow him with my knowledge of art history. (I'm sure it will all come back to me.) We will discuss. Contemplate. Pontificate. Ruminate.
We'll go out for coffee. I'll be wearing heels and funky glasses. And jewelry. Big jazzy jewelry.
We'll walk downtown hand in hand. Go in fun shoppes. (ShopPES)
And then....
Then we'll go and buy a large gun.
We'll drive off into the sunset.
When the moon is shining brightly in the winter sky, we'll dress head to toe in white.
We'll walk silently into the night and find the perfect spot.
We will not speak. The only noise will come from the player we bring with us: the sounds of a dying rabbit. (Romance!) Followed by a gunshot - if we're lucky. Coyote. Coyotes?
We're not all that different, you see.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
and a week later...
He's here.
And he's amazing.
I remember when I was pregnant with our second baby how afraid I was that I couldn't love another baby as much as I loved my first baby....and how someone had told me this:
With your first child, it's like love is being poured to overflowing into a cup. It's so much love that it's spilling out in every direction. There isn't any way you can add more love to that cup. Which is why - before you've met your second, third, fourth baby - you can't fathom loving another just as much. Where would the water go? The cup is already full! But you don't have to worry! You are not adding more water. You are adding a whole 'nother cup.
I have four cups.
Filled to overflowing.
And he's amazing.
I remember when I was pregnant with our second baby how afraid I was that I couldn't love another baby as much as I loved my first baby....and how someone had told me this:
With your first child, it's like love is being poured to overflowing into a cup. It's so much love that it's spilling out in every direction. There isn't any way you can add more love to that cup. Which is why - before you've met your second, third, fourth baby - you can't fathom loving another just as much. Where would the water go? The cup is already full! But you don't have to worry! You are not adding more water. You are adding a whole 'nother cup.
I have four cups.
Filled to overflowing.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
a tuesday
Today is the last Tuesday I'll ever be the mother of three.
My big baby and I went to the grocery store where I am proud to say I didn't waddle. Or at least, I tried not to waddle.
We got the last few things we need before the new tiny baby comes. My big baby seems to know something is about to change. He's been extra huggly snuggly. I'm taking it all in.
Life is about to change in a very good way.
I can't wait.
My big baby and I went to the grocery store where I am proud to say I didn't waddle. Or at least, I tried not to waddle.
We got the last few things we need before the new tiny baby comes. My big baby seems to know something is about to change. He's been extra huggly snuggly. I'm taking it all in.
Life is about to change in a very good way.
I can't wait.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
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