While Aaron and I ate dinner, Rosie had to look for someone else to throw her bone.
Charles got his 2 month check-up and immunizations. He is healthy and developing well!
I wrote some little poems about thoughts I have had recently. I am trying to put them into meter and rhyme because that's fun :) but here are the outlines.
Mobile
Something swings above your head: bright and clear, full of colorful beads.
Your gaze, which you have only been able to direct at will for a few weeks, falls on it and watches the gentle motion.
Life and eternity spread before you, bright and clear, full of opportunities.
But is it enough to only watch them,
Or is there something in you that wants to sway their course?
Humankind has more than reflexes; we determine our actions, and our actions have influence. Learn, teach, conquer, build, that is our glory, might and privilege.
And our might is not only that of Ozymandias;
What you accomplish, learn, teach, conquer, or build in this life, great though they may be,
Are nothing compared to who you become in the process.Whether this toy swings right or left matters little;
Something swings above your head: bright and clear, full of colorful beads.
Your gaze, which you have only been able to direct at will for a few weeks, falls on it and watches the gentle motion.
Life and eternity spread before you, bright and clear, full of opportunities.
But is it enough to only watch them,
Or is there something in you that wants to sway their course?
Humankind has more than reflexes; we determine our actions, and our actions have influence. Learn, teach, conquer, build, that is our glory, might and privilege.
And our might is not only that of Ozymandias;
What you accomplish, learn, teach, conquer, or build in this life, great though they may be,
Are nothing compared to who you become in the process.Whether this toy swings right or left matters little;
But if you pushed it the conscious motion of your hand would thrill me.
The cities and monuments of the world may crumble,
But your spirit, with its independence, is everlasting and ever-learning, powerful.
But your spirit, with its independence, is everlasting and ever-learning, powerful.
You will move worlds.
For now you are small, and you only stare--
I gasp in wonder, little one, as you smile and reach up to tap the surface.
Rocking
In a hand-me-down rocking chair late, only baby and I awake
Cuddled close, sharing his little smiles.
My legs push back and forth in a rhythm,
As if swayed by something outside me.
We are alone in this moment.
But I wonder how many other mothers and fathers are up rocking their babies tonight,
Each alone but all as one,
One night out of the years.
All people were babies once, and rocked to sleep.
My mother rocked me,
Her mother rocked her.
Mary held the Christ child
Under angel light.
Eve rocked her babies when the world was new,
And loved them,
Both Cain and Abel.
When she first saw the stars in Eden,
Was she lulled to sleep by arms that span the heavens?
In this moment we are not alone.
Sleep, my own darling baby;
We are cradled in generations,
And rocked in the arms of God.
For now you are small, and you only stare--
I gasp in wonder, little one, as you smile and reach up to tap the surface.
Rocking
In a hand-me-down rocking chair late, only baby and I awake
Cuddled close, sharing his little smiles.
My legs push back and forth in a rhythm,
As if swayed by something outside me.
We are alone in this moment.
But I wonder how many other mothers and fathers are up rocking their babies tonight,
Each alone but all as one,
One night out of the years.
All people were babies once, and rocked to sleep.
My mother rocked me,
Her mother rocked her.
Mary held the Christ child
Under angel light.
Eve rocked her babies when the world was new,
And loved them,
Both Cain and Abel.
When she first saw the stars in Eden,
Was she lulled to sleep by arms that span the heavens?
In this moment we are not alone.
Sleep, my own darling baby;
We are cradled in generations,
And rocked in the arms of God.
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