Friday, September 16, 2005

Two hands

Tonight Choco and I rolled around on the floor and played like we haven't in I don't know how long. I kept thinking, 'I'm missing this, I'm missing this'. I'm going to do this everyday now. I'm trying so hard to balance it all. I need to work to stay sane and to really see them everyday to stand upright.

I just went in to cover them both. They both kick the covers off regularly. Must be genetic, a little speck of their DNA that matches. I softly lie blankets over them and wonder if they will ever realize how much I worship them both. I picture two curled up babies, like crystal-clear ultrasound pictures, tattooed on my palms. That's what it feels like. I walk in prayer with these two.