Binding

I know it has been a long time. School has started for the niblets and the past weeks have flown. Autumn is usually a time of slowing down, preparing to bed. But my time has been rather rushed. Especially for one particular reason:

An autumn altar with the four elements tucked in between.

Harvest-coloured flowers for hair and hand.

A vow, a ring, a kiss.

Plus I have to move next weekend. But that will be a few pages into this new chapter I am writing in my Life pages. For now, I will enjoy this memory of Saturday, and be present for the new moments I get to share.

Nine Years Ago Today

My son was born.

All my birth and infant pics are in storage. Oops.

But I can still tell your birth story.

I had been having contractions for the previous two days, and this was your projected due date. Your sister was six days late, so I wasn't too concerned when I left work for my 40 week checkup. Then the midwife told me I was already five centimeters dilated.

I waited up all night because I knew that you were coming, and we even gave the midwife an extra hour's sleep. The second can certainly be quicker.

Into the world, fast and furious. Fast, only three hours after arriving at the hospital. Furious, because you were 2.5 pounds larger than expected. Will never forget the look on the midwife's face.

"Oh. He is bigger than I thought."

Yup. You were my big boy. Still are. Loved by your family forever and a day. I celebrate each moment we have together.

Thank you for telling me you will always love me and never want to leave me (although you may change your mind after graduating high school, or in a couple days).

I love you too niblet. Happy Birthday.