After a whirlwind of a weekend, I'm downloading the camera and feeling as if my heart is bubbling over with each picture that I look at...all four hundred and something of them. Perhaps this is because pictures don't make NOISE and they capture merely the essence of the moment and not the chaos that was really taking place. My thoughts are these: for having only birthed one, and only being solely responsible for one, I am amazed at how unexpectedly child rich my life is at this exact moment in time. Two highly, highly unexpected god-children (and siblings for my son) that have more than stolen my heart...one niece that I would truly move the earth for if asked...and my very own pumpkin, of course. There are more...many good friends with children that are part of my child's circle, but these are the core four. While these relationships have a primary purpose of providing my son with a foundation and roots with his own "people," I am constantly taken aback at how positively my own life has been touched by my "bonus kids." I am now overwhelmingly overdue for some adult only activities...but this weekend has most definitely left me in an interesting state of thankfulness...for things unexpected that push the boundaries of the heart (and patience and sanity and ear drums and...)
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Oh girl I hear you and I honestly feel the same way with my God child Isabella. She is my other daughter and the sole reason I have kids. She is my best friend's little girl and the joy of my heart. When I saw her be born, the dormant need to be a mother rose in me like a sleeping volcano. So, I, the person who never wanted to be a mother, realized that nothing enriches life as a child. Beautiful picture, sorry I have not been around more often.
Hugs
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