Bursting Heart
One thing that regularly surprises me about motherhood is how my heart is expanded over and over again. Just when I think I’ve reached my “love capacity” I take another look at my children or my husband who co-created them with me and I’m overcome with the same love that must cause the sun to rise.
I feel the love at 7 AM when I hear my toddler and husband playing in the kitchen while I nurse the little one in our bedroom. I feel it at 2 AM when I look at my newborn who is again, nursing, and looking so peaceful.
I’ve noticed that everything feels gentler in the wee hours of the morning. The hustle and bustle of daytime dissipates. Everything feels like it’s in semi-slow motion. I feel as if angels are watching me in awe, a divine mother tending to her young.
I’m so thankful.
“When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.”
-Rumi

