This might sound like the silliest thing ever, but I was struck by something tonight and I just wanted to share...maybe someone else will know what I'm talking about. Tonight as I gave Eli and Evie their baths, I took sudden notice of their adorable little bellybuttons. Andy would cringe at this post as he has an anti-bellybutton thing, but I can't help it! I have never thought much of bellybuttons, they are just there, and no longer serve any purpose. However today I suddenly realized that those little navels are not just another body part, they are essentially a scar, reminiscent of a major event. All at once they looked totally different to me. They are like a seam, part of where their little bodies closed up as they grew, and literally the point of connection between us. It was kind of like seeing God's handiwork in progress, I felt like I could literally see how they were made, "knit together in their mother's womb." I really can't do justice to the moment, it's just that we so often overlook those small things...but now as a Mom I feel like it's the one remaining sign of the nine months they grew in my tummy. Anyway, I have a new appreciation for bellybuttons and I may never look at one the same way again. I figured it was worth sharing on the off-chance this would resonate with someone else :)
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