Friday, May 21, 2010
A week old.
This is a day among all others. A day that my baby is one week old.
It is also the day that my mother in law left to return to Florida. I have to admit her departure is an emotional one. We shared with Donna our most life-changing experience. The birth of our fourth child, and her 11th grandchild. She has done everything for us, including staying an extra week to accommodate for Matilda's tardiness. She has taken care of me, of the kids, of Jake. Making it so I could sit on the couch for the last five days and hold my baby instead of setting her down to do the dishes and the cleaning. I have loved it. It's been a beautiful week. And words cannot describe how it feels to share this time of my life with her.
But perhaps the greatest gift she gave me is what could be an award-winning collection of photographs of Matilda's birth. Priceless wouldn't even begin to describe them. The absolute greatest, lasting gift I could have ever hoped for.
Thanking her here wouldn't even begin to scratch the surface. This sacred time, Matilda's entry into my life, will always be associated with Donna's presence, generosity and love. Always. And that's irreplaceable.