Oceans of Love

I will make this quick, as we are going to attempt church tomorrow, despite the week I've had. But last night as Grant woke up disoriented and crying I finally fumbled my way down the dark hall and to him in his room. I was met at the children's bedroom door by a sleepy eyed, crying Grant who stood with his blue puppy in one hand, his brown mama and baby lion in the other and a football tucked up under his arm. He stood crying looking so little. I knelt down to hug him and asked him what he needed. The sweetest answer in all of the world followed in whispered tones by a gruff, groggy little voice, "I need you, mama. I jus' need you."

And Gavin has been laughing for about a week now. There is no sweeter sound than to hear each baby's 1st laugh. As I sit and nurse now he will smile and coo up to me. As I conversed back with him apparently something struck him as funny and he went into fits of uncoordinated baby chuckles. He hasn't quit since. And our sweet Gavin's hair is finally long enough to swirl in mesmerizing patterns on his perfect little head. Swirling hairs of red. Though it is still not Grant's red we do have yet another red head in the family.....at least for now. It may fall out and come in to be yet another blond but, for now, we have another more-strawberry-than blond head of baby hair. He is so perfect in every way. How can I fall so in love all over again? How is it that after 7 children you can be so entrenched in love that you feel as though you will drown in your contentment and absolute oceans of it? How is it possible to fall so deeply in love with yet another human being so much?