To My Baby

We'll be heading over to Lily and Jason's again here in a moment and I feel a huge burden of guilt. We dropped off a train table toy last night and it took Jason three hours to put it together after we left.
Sigh...
Well, that's why he's the daddy.
I remember those late Christmas Eve nights.

Everyone is posting beautiful pictures on blogs and Facebook, for one second at least, everyone looks so merry and bright. So happy and right.
Well.

I myself have mascara from last night rimming my lower eye lids and my hair is pulled back in a stringy ponytail and I'm wearing a hoody and quite frankly, you would not want to see what I look like right now but I'm thinking that the boys' eyes will be shining and that will be enough to make us all glow a little, at least, the tired parents, the aunt and the uncle, the grumpy old Boppy and MerMer.

I am thinking of Jessie and Vergil. I am missing them so much. Jessie called us last night. They had their Christmas at Vergil's sister's house and it sounded lovely but she misses us too. She is working today and maybe they'll get a few nice Christmas babies for her to help get started in this crazy world they're being born into and quite frankly, to have Jessie Moon as one of the people you first lay eyes on, first get to be held by (after Mama and Daddy, of course) is not a bad thing at all and in fact, a blessing and may all the babies born today be blessed with the purest light of being loved and wanted and welcomed with gentle hands and smiling eyes.

We miss you girl. And your precious husband too. 

To all of the people whom we love and cannot be with today- your light shines in our hearts and we are not so far apart, not really. 

Merry Christmas. 

Holding you in my heart. 

Eternally loving you. 

Mama