i remember the day when i was driving over the bridge off the island and my biological clock and desire to be a mom combined with tear-jerking force as the phrase every day that i don't have a baby is one day less that i'll have with them rung through my mind, heart, and soul. with wet eyes i continued my drive knowing that a child needed to be on the way...and soon.
we were blessed to have sweet maeve arrive in the early morning hours of november fifth. in looking back at baby books we learned that all three of us were born in the three o'clock in the morning hour. a magic hour of sorts for our family on the nights that we were born.
i have a new phrase that brings tears to my eyes now. it's the very first page of the book on the night you were born. it reads...
on the night you were born,
the moon shone with such wonder
that the stars peeked into see you
and the night wind whispered,
'life will never be the same.'
because there had never been anyone like you...ever in the world.
some how it's the whisper that gets me. life. will. never. be. the. same.