Runnin’ just as fast as we can…

Sometimes I try to think of the perfect song to capture how I am feeling.  And sometimes it is the song that pops in to my head that draws attention to the feelings I have just beneath the surface.

Here I am on my “babymoon,” falling in love with my Lucy Quinn, carefully managing the sometimes mixed emotions of the big sister Emily June and I have room for MORE emotions?  Of course, I do.

And beneath the surface, Mama has it bad for her man.  As evidenced by the fact that I have had Tiffany’s teenybopper voice in my head for days….

I think we’re alone now,
There doesn’t seem to be anyone around.
I think we’re alone now,
The beating of our hearts is the only sound.

Look at the way
We gotta hide what were doing…

Maybe it is a side effect of a Honeymoon Baby.  I’m still pretty smitten with the guy on a regular basis.  But the other day I turned around in the kitchen and there he was.  Emptying the dishwasher.  I can’t deny that may have played in to it.  But I felt myself catch my breath like I did that first week we were dating.  Lucy was sleeping.  Not in my arms or his.  And I put my arms around him and… if you’ve been reading for any length of time you surely know what happens next… I began to cry.

I hadn’t hugged him in months, not like that.  I fit again.  Just like I did before I was pregnant.  He seems taller now that I can slide in under his chin again.  “I forgot you were so dainty,” he said.  I looked up at him, the moment beginning to break apart, assuming he was kidding.  I have been called many things, dainty is not one of them.  But he wasn’t joking, he’d closed his eyes and pulled me closer.

Smiling through my tears I let him hold me close.  This time not because I was afraid, or tired, or overwhelmed.  Just because he likes me.  He like likes me.

I absolutely adore being one of your girls, MQD.  But I can’t wait to be “alone now….”

6 responses to “Runnin’ just as fast as we can…

  1. That is the sweetest thing. EVER.

    I have nominated you for one of three awards. Please do come by and see what you’ve won. It’s like a box of cracker jacks, with a fake award at the bottom! Congrats, blog friend!
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  2. I regularly tear up a little when I come to your site. In a good way, of course. So precious!

  3. “I hadn’t hugged him in months, not like that. I fit again. Just like I did before I was pregnant.”

    Why do you have to make me cry? I remember this moment for me. It felt so good.

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