i just heard sandra bullock talk about parenthood. motherhood. and she said something about how the way you feel now (being with a child, being a mother, parent) makes you wonder if previously...you weren't "emotionally dead".
i couldn't have said it better myself.
i haven't ever been able to put my finger on that feeling. but i've often talked around it. i've said that i don't know what i did before pratt and max. that i don't know what mattered to me. or what i loved to do.
i have also said that i wasn't ever really tired. or ever really worried. etc, etc.
but that's it. before september 13th of 2008, i was emotionally dead. i mean, sure i loved peanut butter. and i loved barnes & noble. and i loved the feeling of getting into a cold bed. with cold sheets. and getting warm. and sleeping. and i loved taking trips. and school. and being at my parents house.
and most importantly, i loved my husband.
but the way i love him now, after the boys...it's just different. it's deeper. it's more meaningful. it's heavier. it's more all encompassing.
and the way i love all those other things, that love has changed with their presence. i love going to my parent's house now more than ever. because they go too. and they get to experience how great a place it is. how warm. and homey. and full of goodies. a cold bed is much more fun with pratt snuggled up next to me. barnes & noble is much more fun when heading in for a day of playing at the train table.
so i guess "dead" might not be accurate.
but i was definitely not as alive as i am now.
praise the Lord for my recognition of this. praise the Lord for the three most important boys in my life.
i'm so blessed.
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- hannah
- i'm a girl who likes to write. not a girl that's necessarily good at writing. it's cathartic, i think. and boy do i need that from time to time. i married a wonderful man named clint in may of 2007. he is everything i am not. he is calm. he makes plans. he is organized. his truck is always clean. his clothes are hung by types of shirt/color/size/etc. i'm full of nervous energy. i'm spur of the moment. i can't ever find what i'm looking for. we live in my car...pretty much. i'm lucky if my clothes are within ten feet of my closet. God gave us a precious angel of a baby in september of 2008. his name is pratt allen. he is 2.5 years old.we have another little one on the way. his name is max wesley. and he is due may 19th. somehow i'll be the mother of two boys. craaaaa.zy. i spend my days cleaning house. picking worms and caterpillars out of the flower beds. cooking meals. shopping at target. washing clothes. playing on the floor. reading books. doing puzzles. traveling to sonic. and the library. and blogging. i hope you enjoy our blog. feel free to leave a comment. hopefully it's a nice one. i tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.
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