I remember the day that my body tightened, awaiting the arrival of miracle, again. A second blessing from God.
I remember the way that the pain started and moved across my hardening belly as my body prepared to welcome new life - Again and again and again waves of pleasure pain rippling and pushing life into a waiting world.
I remember when the doctors placed him there in my arms, heaven's look lingering in his eyes and when I unwrapped him I counted 10 fingers and toes again, and again.
I remember the nights in those first few months when he would surprise us and sleep, for hours on end. My mother heart needed reassurance so I would tip toe across creaking floor and place a light hand on his tiny fluttering chest again and again and again - just to be sure.
I remember thinking that we missed some time as we flew straight into toddler years and those days when I would blow raspberries on the softness of his belly - his scent straight from God lingered still and he would chortle and laugh deep and throaty and whisper, "Again mommy - AGAIN"
Time flies and with it his growing never seemed to stop. "Again, I would say to him, again we have to buy you new pants." "Again, you're eating again, where on earth are you hiding it - in your leg?" "Again, your eyes are glued to that screen, again?" And his eyes would twinkle and his lips would quirk in that way that's just his and that melts my heart every single time and he would say "yep - again"
And just the other day we sat down to dinner -heads bowed over steaming bowls of soup and homemade crusty bread, a new recipe and my family willing test subjects. The first spoonful reached his mouth and he sat back on a sigh and looked at me and said -"Again mom, will you make that again"
And I will... All of it - I would do it all again and AGAIN.
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