Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Morning Sounds of Her Little One--Sweet February



How is it that a toddler wakes before the parents? 



The morning light weighed her to her pillow. She covered her head with her blanket. It was too early to rise. She hadn’t had coffee and the alarm wouldn’t ring for at least thirty minutes.

Magically her child lept to his feet, grabbed hold of his crib rails and bounced on the mattress as though it were a trampoline, announcing the beginning of a new day. She didn’t have to be in his room to know this is what he did. 

“Mama, ma-ma, maaaaaa-maaaaaa--come and get me,” was the loose translation of the gibberish saturated with playful demand.

Like a myriad of mothers living before her and in households across the land where the weight of the morning sun crept through bedroom drapes, she waited. Allowing her head to be weighed down on her beloved pillow smooshed to a perfect consistency, and her blanket to hide her from the morning sun. Perhaps he’ll give up and go back to sleep.

But, no. The jabbering, singing, clinging, clumping of toys from inside the crib hitting the floor, flumping of curtains pulled from the rods hitting the carpet, sweet musical ramblings of her child persisted.

She loved the sound. 

And held her blanket close to her chin, weighed, such a sweet delightful weight of a morning sunrise, serenaded by her precious toddler.


It's a 20 - 20 year 
It may be a roller coaster or smooth sailing. 
Hold on! 
There's no looking back. No hindsight.


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2 comments:

Angie Quantrell said...

I can see it and hear it all! Precious and exhausting!

Mary Vee Writer said...

Yes, the are. :)