so in love
Wednesday, October 28, 2009 at 10:40PM 
Yesterday Dad took you for a few hours while I played catch-up on real life. And when I finally came upstairs it was with exceptionally eager hands. Because I missed you. Which is crazy when you consider the hours we spend heart-to-heart each day. The umbilical cord was cut weeks ago, but an intangible pull still links us undeniably.
What Dad considers crazy is my sudden supersonic hearing. Me, the girl who continually cranes her head with "what?"s and has to beg for tv volume to be upped at movie time. Yes, that girl hears your slightest movement, whimper, yawn. And jumps. Because she is indeed in Love.
But I'm not the only one...
Dad has succumbed, as well. His daughter angst has disappeared and you've taken over the perch on his chest. The one that belonged to Davyn before you. And to Aidan before him. I won't say the "wrapped around his finger" bit because that prognostication drove him dizzy before you were born. He's not a man to suffer manipulation. So we'll have to be sly in how we sneak into and continually soften his Huge Heart.
Davyn never needed softening...the boy is all mush. I laughed the other day thinking about what kind of girl you'll turn out to be with a brother who daily whispers in one ear, "you are so beautiful, Azure". And those aren't the only words he speaks on repeat. On the first day you met, he proclaimed, "Your name is Azure. I am your brother Davyn. You have another brother Aidan. Your dad is Jim. And your mom is Amy." And the mantra has since been chanted daily. He will make sure you know who you are, my lucky girl.
And Aidan will make sure you know how to play football. He had the gentlest sort of practice going with you a few days back. He is completely enamored, but gives you space. Shyly hanging out on the sidelines, gradually making overtures, assuring that you're content before he moves in. When he finally does reach out, he is profoundly tender, a rare description for your fiery oldest brother.
I'm sitting downstairs at the computer. It's 10:33 pm and the house is still. I should be snoring away in my bed because I know you'll be up soon..administering my next hearing test. Which I'll pass with super ears and once-again-Eager arms.
Because Love is indeed the exception maker.
Reader Comments (20)
I love the descriptions of her brothers talking to her, so very sweet. And Dad giving you a break so you could eagerly return -- what a smart man.
I'm so glad you posted another picture of your beautiful Azure!
i have one jack, but have been welcoming nieces and nephews ever since. as i greet each one into the world, i announce,"it's your aunt elie," a greeting which is repeated every time is see them (oh, at least until they turn two. or four. we'll see...) it is an important little auntie ritual of mine. my heart is softened when i hear that your D does the same.
I think my favourite part is her big brother whispering "You are so beautiful" into her ear everyday. So lovely.