Saturday, July 12, 2008

An Affair to Remember

I'm really having a hard time putting it into words, it all comes out a-jumble. A senseless smattering of sounds that is infused with a multitude of emotions, but makes no sense to anyone else but me. I simply can't get enough of him. My eyes light up when I see him. I can't eat. I can't sleep. I can't do anything but watch him. His smile makes my heart soar, and I can do nothing but echo his grin, beaming from ear to ear. I want to do everything he does. My legs won't move the way I want them to, and I flail about in despair. I resign myself to sitting, and staring. When he comes near, I reach out with both hands and cup his face indelicately. I want more. A shirt collar or a lock of hair eludes my grasp, as the will-o-the-wisp floats just beyond my reach once again. If only he knew how much I long to be with him, to share every single moment - every smile, every laugh, every joke - perhaps he would be less inclined to leave me behind. Perhaps if he understood how much I admire his love of life, he would sit still long enough for me to catch him. As it is, I will have to satisfy myself with moments. Waiting for the day that my legs will finally obey me and we can run together wherever the wind takes us.

Let it be soon, brother.





11 comments:

kgirl said...

I think you got it, exactly. Only problem is - think of the trouble they will be getting into!

I'm excited for it too.

daysgoby said...

perfectly put!

ewe are here said...

I love this... and I suspect it's one of the reason my Baby Boo was up on his feet and walking so bloody early... to do everything his big brother does!

bren j. said...

Wow...The Little Guy is officially the most eloquent 8 month-old I've ever had the pleasure of reading. :)

Bon said...

little guy really does have a way with words. this is sweet...both the fabulous picture and the reality of brotherly adoration behind it.

womaninawindow said...

Sooner than you think. Lovely, these words.

For a minute I was worried about your legs. I missed a post and thought, "Shit! What happened to her legs?" So glad it's the little belly surfer thinking...

the dragonfly said...

Aww, so sweet. Some days I can't wait to give the Little Mister the gift of a baby brother or sister. But then I think "but he's only 13 months old! What on earth am I thinking??!?!"

:)

Susanne said...

Sniff.

motherbumper said...

Damn I wish my little lady had a little sidekick to someday run with (damn my eyes are leaking - oh NME, you are going to pay for this tug on the heartstrings).

Mad said...

Ya, I'd follow him to the ends of the earth.

Beck said...

The way baby siblings LOVE their big siblings just BREAKS MY HEART, it's so gorgeous.
And my three kids are putting on a puppet show RIGHT NOW and it's every bit as much fun as you think it might be.