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2. Truthful Mommy at The TRUTH about Motherhood passed this on to me and several other amazing ladies. I am truly touched. Please take a minute to read this post and see the thought and heart behind the award.
3.This one is scary...
The result:
i can feel the tears starting, every morning the same
the moment your dimpled hand is out of reach
the moment your smell is no longer nestled around me
my time away stretches on
i am lesser somehow without you
i am dulled
you are not of my flesh, not of my blood
but you are of my heart
but you are of my dreams
little girl
how you have changed me
how you have changed my world
4. And last but not least...the birth of a gamer.
Hope you all have a great weekend!
28 comments:
Visiting from Friday Follow. Love the feel of your page.
Visiting from NFF. Your poem made me CRY! Way to go. The only other time I cry is at the end of Edward Scissorhands.
Love the pic of your baby with the Wii remote, so true!
I am a new follower from New Friend Friday, so glad to have found your blog, I love the colors and design! Hope you have a wonderful weekend!
Eloise
Mommy2TwoGirls
http://mommy2twogirls.blogspot.com/
(from trdc)aw sweet poem and cute baby vs wii photo!
Lovely poem. Babies are so awesome. And I have on video my little guy "playing" video games with his dad when he was about 6 months old. Cute.
Your poem is great, very raw just like it should be!
Now that wasn't so scary was it?? Very sweet poem and you've captured the realness of a mother's love for her daugter.
loved your poem! my girls eat wii remotes too! (even though one is 3 ... I think she is just copying the baby)
following you now! nice to meet you!
Cutest gamer I've ever seen.
Great poem! I wasn't sure how to approach the topic this week, so I didn't. This is a dynamic I can truly relate to. Very nice job! (stopping by from trdc).
Hi
I'm a new follower...you have a lovely blog...come and visit me at makeupthoughts.blogspot.com
Dee
BEAUTIFUL poem!!! BEAUTIFUL little girl! :)
Simple beautiful! Visiting from TRDC.
"the moment your smell is no longer nestled around me"
I love that. I am so attuned to my kids smell - it seems weird, primal almost, but I KNOW them in this way. I know what they are supposed to smell like and when they don't and there is nothing better than going in late at night and breathing in their scent, their hair.
Lovely. So glad I found you on TRDC today!
I'm a new follower from Friday Follow! Have a great weekend!
http://k-kronicles.blogspot.com/
I'm not into the FF thing, but I'm here because you came to me and we both did the scary Red Dress Club prompt today....
I loved yours. We considered adoption for a while when we weren't sure we would be able to conceive. We finally got pregnant with our twin girls through in-vitro. they are 4 1/2 now. this poem tugs at my heart and i feel like i can identify with it so closely....thank you for sharing. going to follow you now!
I love your poem, very succinct and just lovely.
I love the poem, ever so simply and subtly written but conveying everything we need to know.
Following you from Blog Hop Friday! Hope you'll stop by and say hi too!
Beth @ Two Monkeys & a Washtub
http://twomonkeysawashtub.blogspot.com
Lovely blog!
Loved your poem! How moving. And the little gamer is just too, too precious.
Beautiful poem. You did such a great job of capturing motherhood. Very sweet, and adorable baby.
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Did you make up that poem...all by yourself? Where were you during grade 12 English class when poetry writing was worth 30% of my grade?
That was terrific!
Your poem is absolutely beautiful! I could feel your heart, your soul, and most of all, your love.
I just loved this poem. I'm so glad I visited your blog today! I love how all of the poems are so different, yet we all responded to one prompt.
Visiting and following back from Friday Follow. Thanks so much for stopping by!!!!
Stopping by from TRDC - your poem was simple, beautiful, spot-on. No matter how anxious you might be for a break, the absence of those chubby fingers, the smell? The absence is almost like a presence. Great job!
Oh that smell. If only they could bottle it. Excellent job on the words.
I missed this week because of vacation. Glad I did, because there's no way mine would rank with all you guys.
(stopping in from TRDC)
holy cuteness!
i love that last picture!
that poem is beautiful!
you're so talented!
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