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Five Minute Friday: After

On Fridays around these partswe like to write. Not for comments or traffic or anyone else’s agenda. But for pure love of the written word. For joy at the sound of syllables, sentences and paragraphs all strung together by the voice of the speaker.
We love to just write without worrying if it’s just right or not. For five minutes flat.
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After

After the pushing and the groaning and the grunting through the pain and the moaning and the lying and the praying and the hoping, there’s the moment when it all fades and all you see is the face and the fingers and the hair that swirls so perfectly over that small, amazing head.

After the crying and the shrieking and the begging and the pleading and the walking and the pacing and the rocking and the singing, there’s the moment when his head settles in under your chin and his whimpers cease and his breathing evens and your lips brush, ever so slightly, over his hair and give thanks.

After the tantrum and the yelling and the slamming and the throwing and the ugly and the time-out and the pouting, there’s the moment when he climbs back into your lap and lays his head against your neck and whispers softly how he loves you while you caress the hair that’s getting longer and losing all its baby curl.

After the tough and the furious and the right and the wrong and the judgements and the laughter and the worry and the pride and the beautiful and the harsh, there’s the moments when they still curl up against you in the dead of night and settle so softly and sweetly that your heart is brought to the very edge of bursting.

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7 thoughts on “Five Minute Friday: After

  1. Oh…you made me cry! Yes, after can be so so so sweet. I'm about to be a mom, after the children have left the nest. Can't believe I'm here…but I am. And after my four girls have gone, the sweetness will be the phone calls, texts, emails, and reunions. Beautiful post!

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  2. Beautiful post of the absolute bi-polar emotions that children bring with them and produce in us. The high and lows are gonna keep on coming, baby. But so is all the good stuff.
    Thanks for the encouragement.
    Cheers,
    Leah

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  3. As an empty nester I thought the sweet afters would be gone but there are always new ones to come. Hearing that my daughter made it safe to her dorm after a weekend at home, My son deciding to spend the night after coming to help his dad do yard work and many many more,

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