So much happens in the beautiful calm of the morning. My little Natalie was talking away in her room this morning, and through the monitor we could hear she was not upset, she was not even crying...Miss Natalie just wanted to talk...she was ready to get up, and talk. My husband had been up with her each of her wakings in the night, and so at 5am I said, “I'll get her...”.
One of my favorite moments in the morning is when Natalie hears my voice, and looks up at me. Her smile instantly grows and she just giggles so happily knowing that her Mom is right there. I think it is such a sweet thing, the trust our little children build in us, and at such a very young age.(It is a known fact that in orphanages the crying is slim to almost none...the babies there have little reason to cry, because often no one comes. They do not trust that their cry will bring what they need.) I pulled Natalie up, kissed her, and told her how happy I was to see her..As Mother and Daughter, Natalie and I spent the morning hours talking, trying mashed banana's, playing, and laughing. Outside our windows it was so cold, and looking out from our own little snow globe it made me so grateful for these morning's. The still of the morning, before anyone else is awake, before anyone needs anything from me, before cleaning, and chores. I had time with my little girl. These are points in time I will remember forever. These few hours, these moments, they mattered.
Natalie and Aiden trust us. They have faith that their needs will be met by us, and their trust was built at such a young age. Aiden, now 5 years old trusts that his needs will be provided for him, he has not had to worry about being warm, clothed, or fed. Natalie is still learning to trust us, but even as a newborn she was learning that when she cried, we would come. When she cried, she would be fed, or changed. Our children trust us, and I am so grateful for that. Our children are not silent, because they know when they speak, or cry their needs are met.
I am grateful for our morning moments, the ones before the rest of the world is awake. These moments matter to me...
One of my favorite moments in the morning is when Natalie hears my voice, and looks up at me. Her smile instantly grows and she just giggles so happily knowing that her Mom is right there. I think it is such a sweet thing, the trust our little children build in us, and at such a very young age.(It is a known fact that in orphanages the crying is slim to almost none...the babies there have little reason to cry, because often no one comes. They do not trust that their cry will bring what they need.) I pulled Natalie up, kissed her, and told her how happy I was to see her..As Mother and Daughter, Natalie and I spent the morning hours talking, trying mashed banana's, playing, and laughing. Outside our windows it was so cold, and looking out from our own little snow globe it made me so grateful for these morning's. The still of the morning, before anyone else is awake, before anyone needs anything from me, before cleaning, and chores. I had time with my little girl. These are points in time I will remember forever. These few hours, these moments, they mattered.
Natalie and Aiden trust us. They have faith that their needs will be met by us, and their trust was built at such a young age. Aiden, now 5 years old trusts that his needs will be provided for him, he has not had to worry about being warm, clothed, or fed. Natalie is still learning to trust us, but even as a newborn she was learning that when she cried, we would come. When she cried, she would be fed, or changed. Our children trust us, and I am so grateful for that. Our children are not silent, because they know when they speak, or cry their needs are met.
I am grateful for our morning moments, the ones before the rest of the world is awake. These moments matter to me...