thankful heart today.
thankful for afternoons where i forget what time it is and instead find myself lost in her world of play.
we mama’ed a little brood of babydolls today, and i marveled as she instinctively and lovingly cared for them…as if she’s been doin’ this for years. i swear she’s been here before.
she gently pats them and rocks them…hums little songs as she tediously folds the corners of the blanket around their little bodies–the very same blanket, in fact, i tediously folded around her own little body just a year or so ago.
she sways them ‘to sleep’ and hushes me if i get too loud. she totes them around in the crook of her arm and flawlessly performs tasks with her free hand like a true multi-tasking mama. she feeds them, spoon by spoon in the little wooden high chair and changes their diapers, slowly and surely, even stopping to ‘shake’ a little powder.
she is a good, good mama. she is gentle and kind…quiet and caring. and i can’t help but swell just a bit that maybe…just maybe…she learned how to love these babies by watching how we love her. and it sets the bar even higher knowing we are teaching her to love.
oh, how i love babydolls.
…and to my own babydoll:
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart…
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart).
~e.e. cummings
