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I finally took my car into town for a carwash today. It has been plastered with bugs for the last month, so bad I could hardly see out the window. My bumper was another story. It was a bug graveyard. I asked myself every morning when I got behind the wheel, 'Why haven't I washed my car yet? Have I been that busy I can't even wash my car?' But the days came and went. I picked up Austin from school today (we call it school, not daycare - even though he refers to it as his 'friends house'; a horse apiece, really) and we headed to the carwash. I put in a little gas, then prewashed the front windshield with Austin watching my every move. Then I got in the car and drove around back to the carwash, where Austin proceeded to cover his ears while I punched in the code and drove in.
'Mama, its gonna be loud. Lots of bubbles, cover mama's car and go swish swish and then bubbles gone and its all clean.'
'Yes, Austin, all clean.'
I try to see everyday like a little carwash - waking up to a clean, new day, ready and willing to take the road to wherever the day leads. Who knows what will happen...or what won't. I've always been a night person, and I always will be. I just love going into Austin's room in the morning when he's still sleeping to wake him up, rubbing his back and saying 'good morning, sleepy head.' This morning while I was starting to get him dressed while he was half asleep, he babbled on about 'going that way' and pointing his little finger. I think he was still dreaming, his dreams invading his waking hours, taking him on some journey... and this new life that is growing inside of me at this very moment, kicking, rolling around, waving his or her hands and feet....this baby has been so active, s/he goes on a journey constantly - constantly on the move. I am continually feeling feet or hands poke, moving under my shirt and to think in 12 weeks I'll get to hold this tiny life in my arms and look into his or her eyes....and be instantly more in love than I am right now with him or her. Funny - how much a human can love another not even having met before.
'Mama, its gonna be loud. Lots of bubbles, cover mama's car and go swish swish and then bubbles gone and its all clean.'
'Yes, Austin, all clean.'
I try to see everyday like a little carwash - waking up to a clean, new day, ready and willing to take the road to wherever the day leads. Who knows what will happen...or what won't. I've always been a night person, and I always will be. I just love going into Austin's room in the morning when he's still sleeping to wake him up, rubbing his back and saying 'good morning, sleepy head.' This morning while I was starting to get him dressed while he was half asleep, he babbled on about 'going that way' and pointing his little finger. I think he was still dreaming, his dreams invading his waking hours, taking him on some journey... and this new life that is growing inside of me at this very moment, kicking, rolling around, waving his or her hands and feet....this baby has been so active, s/he goes on a journey constantly - constantly on the move. I am continually feeling feet or hands poke, moving under my shirt and to think in 12 weeks I'll get to hold this tiny life in my arms and look into his or her eyes....and be instantly more in love than I am right now with him or her. Funny - how much a human can love another not even having met before.
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