This young man hasn’t developed motor skills yet, but he holds my heart in his hands.
My nephew, Ivan, has unlocked within me a new, dazzling kind of love I wasn’t sure existed. But it does exist, and it’s infinitely rich and deep.
But don’t jump to any conclusions - we don’t have baby fever yet (despite many encouragements to produce a cousin for Ivan!) The animal pack, work/traveling, friends, and church take up enough of our attention for the time being.
But that’s the lovely thing about priorities. Priorities are, by nature, made to be mixed, matched, and rearranged. That’s what we call, “going with the flow.”
Hubby is free and easy — far better at “flowing” than me.
I’m more of a slightly clogged shower drain.
We both want children sooner or later. Whether it comes this year or in five years… either way would be fine a blessing.
But when I look at this beautiful boy, it’s hard not to want one of my own. And that’s usually Todd’s cue to saunter in and shit on the rug.
Thanks Todd, for keeping me grounded.