Time is elusive and slips away not in minutes or even hours, but in days and weeks. I'm frightened at how fast life is sliding past me. The irony is that being a mom forces me to slow down. Some hours of the day, I am functioning like any working woman -- focused on the task at hand. Then, the rest of the day, I am living life through the eyes of a new, little human being, experiencing everything for the first time...all over again! This is probably my favorite thing about being Abby's mom. Everything is fresh and full of hope. In her eyes I see unlimited possiblity -- not just for her, but also for me. And, even though the speed of days and weeks is intimidating, I glean respite in those moments when I am sitting quietly, rocking Abby to sleep. The world seems to stop. Silence, darkness, and a dreamlike peacefulness wrap around me and I feel a love like I never thought possible.
I know, sounds kind of corny, doesn't it? And, trust me, I am a glass is half empty kind of gal, but when I hear her giggle or smell her sweet skin, my glass is totally running over...
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