Grab the Kleenex!

jamauk · 09-19-2004, 10:58 PM

Hey everybody! Lori posted this at the Yahoo site and I wanted to share it here......but I warn you, its a real tear jerker!

As I hold your 2 year old hand,
basking in the glow of our magical relationship,
I suddenly feel a kick from within,
as if to remind me that our time alone is limited.
And I wonder:
How could I ever love another child as I love you?
Then he is born, and I watch you.
I watch the pain you feel at having to share me,
as you've never shared me before.
I hear you telling me in your own way,
"Please only love me."
And I hear myself telling you in mine,
"I can't," knwoing, in fact, that I never can again.
You cry. I cry with you.
I almost see our new baby as an intruder
on the precioius relationship we once shared.
A relationship we can never quite have again.
But then, barely noticing,
I find myself attached to that new being,
and feeling almost guilty.
I'm afraid to let you see me enjoying him.
--as though I am betraying you.
But then I notice your resentment change,
first to curiosity, then to protectiveness,
finally to genuine affection.
More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine.

The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast.
But something else is replacing
those wonderful times we shared, just we two.
There are new times--only now, we are three.
I watch the love between you grow,
the way you look at each other,
touch each other.
I watch how he adores you--as I have for so long.
I see how excited you are by each of his new
accomplishments.
And I begin to realize that I haven't taken something
from you,
I've given something to you.
I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with
both of you.
I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are,
but equally strong.
And my question is finally answered,
to my amazement..
Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you--only
differently.
And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I know
you'll never share my love.
There's enough of that for both of you
--you each have your own supply.
I love you--both
and I thank you both for blessing my life. :heart:

09-19-2004, 10:58 PM	#1 (permalink)
jamauk Jetgirls Member Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Poulsbo, WA Posts: 257 Recipes: Thanks: 0 Thanked 0 Times in 0 Posts	Grab the Kleenex! Hey everybody! Lori posted this at the Yahoo site and I wanted to share it here......but I warn you, its a real tear jerker! As I hold your 2 year old hand, basking in the glow of our magical relationship, I suddenly feel a kick from within, as if to remind me that our time alone is limited. And I wonder: How could I ever love another child as I love you? Then he is born, and I watch you. I watch the pain you feel at having to share me, as you've never shared me before. I hear you telling me in your own way, "Please only love me." And I hear myself telling you in mine, "I can't," knwoing, in fact, that I never can again. You cry. I cry with you. I almost see our new baby as an intruder on the precioius relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never quite have again. But then, barely noticing, I find myself attached to that new being, and feeling almost guilty. I'm afraid to let you see me enjoying him. --as though I am betraying you. But then I notice your resentment change, first to curiosity, then to protectiveness, finally to genuine affection. More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine. The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast. But something else is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just we two. There are new times--only now, we are three. I watch the love between you grow, the way you look at each other, touch each other. I watch how he adores you--as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of his new accomplishments. And I begin to realize that I haven't taken something from you, I've given something to you. I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with both of you. I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally strong. And my question is finally answered, to my amazement.. Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you--only differently. And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I know you'll never share my love. There's enough of that for both of you --you each have your own supply. I love you--both and I thank you both for blessing my life. :heart:

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