she dreamed the same dream night after night~We are an orchestra of one, we are a majesty unveiling, we are newly born lovers, christening one another with mouths and hands and seeking tongues. We are everything and nothing~ Night is falling. night is falling. and I am drowning. in your arms. I am safe again. I am safe again. You surface me, and cling to me, night is falling and I am in my place again. above you, beneath you, wherever it pleases you so... oh my love, I am home again. My heart has been reborn again. the night is falling. and so am I . Falling for you ( into you, above you, through you). night is falling. night is falling. and so am i. so am i. always for you. for you.

blustarswendy3

~random vintage wendchymes~

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preschool princess - 2008-06-16
life with my sweetheart - 2008-04-29
the fast approach of four - 2008-04-12
lighting up my own life - 2008-03-08

2006-06-12 - 6:11 p.m.

It is a little after 6 pm and Sierra is already asleep, exhausted from so much play, the days are busy, so busy that I can't even linger in the shower to rinse the conditioner from my hair, because sierra in all her naked splendour has bolted from the bathroom, and not a moment of rest ( or cream rinse) for the weary, before she is off and running..

and so it begins. I can't finish the dishes, she won't watch tv, or do a puzzle.. she just wants to be with me, and helping. Although her idea of helping is about the same as having a barrel of monkeys running wild in the kitchen. " Sira do do do it!!!"

this is her new mantra.

Sira do it ! Sira pour the milk for the cereal. Sira put the coffee in the filter. Sira sweep the floor. Sira empty out the fridge.

so much help and so little actually being accomplished. Haven't done laundry in weeks... amazing how I keep finding clothes to wear. clutter everywhere...windows need washing, floors need scrubbing

and it stresses me, and I want to clean and organize, but she is always underfoot.

and pulling on my sleeve. wanting all my attention..

and in those moments, i try to push past all of the frustration of so much piling up on my plate... and remember,

how she will only ever be this small. for such a short time ( I am tearing up right now as I type this... just the thought of her growing up and away, makes me ache...)

my only child. this is my only chance. to experience her world. through her 2 year old eyes.

the ride is bumpy, the cost is huge, but the view is the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen.

and I can't afford to miss a second.


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