Yes, this post might be too sweet for public consumption, but I wanted to share it anyway.
Yesterday I was riding our excercise bike (I'm shocked too) and was listening to Levin's iPod while Leah was laying on the bed watching. Since the poor girl is subject to this I was singing along and trying to make it seem I was singing to her. The not-so-new song "I would walk 500 miles" came on and I realized I would walk 500 miles for Leah because I'd do anything if she needed me to. Maybe you have to be a mom to understand and maybe if you are a multiple times mom you think oh she's so new at this, isn't that cute. Then I started thinking of God and if he loves me and Leah as much as I love Leah.
Then the song ended, Leah rolled over and hit her head on the window, and I dried up my tears and my sweat and we moved on with our day. But I would walk 500 miles . . to be the WOMAN . . for Leah, unless of course we could pay someone to carry both of us in a carriage (see photo above.)
I know exactly how you feel! It's fuinny how those tender moments trickle in through an oh so normal day. I can see why I'm going to LOVE your blog!!! You are so fun to talk to, this will be the next best thing!
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ReplyDeleteIts not sappy, its beautiful! I'm so glad you started a blog... your pictures are wonderful and I'm extremely jealous of you right now (I've always been a little jealous).
Love you!