Friday, January 18, 2013

Something I love about January

The fact that two of my boys were born during the month thereof.

Today is Number Four's birthday.  Monday belonged to Number Three.  (I am calling them by numbers btw because occasionally I try to respect family members' privacy, although some days I apparently don't care.)

Anyway.  I am not making it up when I say that the days I gave birth were the best days of my life.  When Number Three was born, the air all around was filled with a soft and quiet snow, and I could feel peace settle like a quilt.  And when Number Four was born I thought I had never seen such perfect little hands, all delicate and alive.

Hey, boys!  I love you.  Thank you for the all of it.


Lisa B. said...

I have three birthday children in January (two in December, one in February), and I remember this same thing--the stillness of the world, and the quiet, and a sweet new baby. Also, as the years went by, a lot of birthday cakes. Happy birthday to your birthday boys!

James said...

Love this post. Beautifully written, and calling your sons No. 3 and no. 4 sounds kind of 007 or something.