I had planned on writing about something completely different tonight, but then my daughter trumped it. We took much longer than planned getting down to the house tonight. Although we had planned on having dinner once we got back, both kids fell asleep before we made it.
After deliberating on wether or not to wake them up, since it was early and they hadn't had dinner, we decided to leave it up to fate. I tried to get Tessie in first. As I was unbuckling her she started to squirm, and I was worried that she was going to wake up. But instead of having to console a sleepy girl, she stayed in a deep slumber on my shoulder.
As I walked up the stairs she shifted her weight, and slipped her arm around my neck. I was suddenly overcome with an intense love for this little being I created. I held her tighter, and regrettably lay her down in bed. I managed to get both kids in bed, put a pull-up on Tes, a clean diaper on Christian, and walk away without waking either of them up. I tiptoed back over to gaze at my daughter. The memory of her arm holding tight to me made every time I have been mad at her, ever, completely disappear. There isn't much that can compare with the love of a child, it is simply the most beautiful thing imaginable.
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