tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23935428.post114262654441528816..comments2024-01-15T03:32:03.328-07:00Comments on Salsa Night: Reflections of a semi-new parentNickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16680099072195435304noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23935428.post-1142869768933913692006-03-20T08:49:00.000-07:002006-03-20T08:49:00.000-07:00I sure don't feel that way about my paperclips, bu...I sure don't feel that way about my paperclips, but I like hearing about it. In fact, (and this isn't any kind of attempt to sound non-cheezy), it almost brought me to tears to read these comments. It reminds me of something I was told once when I got a primary calling--that I'd discover huge resevoirs of love that I didn't know I had...or something like that. I think it's so cool that our capacities, like our existence, are infinite and ever-expanding. It's like those ending verses of "If you could hie to Kolob" (and I'm probably misspelling everything here) that talk about no end to these virtues. Glory and majesty and love and all that just seem to grow exponentially. Anyway, thanks for the insights.Erin Teichert Barbutohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06404660921703909400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23935428.post-1142742673044510332006-03-18T21:31:00.000-07:002006-03-18T21:31:00.000-07:00I would just like to add my own thoughts on this s...I would just like to add my own thoughts on this subject. It amazes me how much love I can feel for our 4 month old little girl, (Alison corrected me, she's almost 5 months old. Which technically IS still 4 months) especially when all she does is poop, eat, and sleep (Alison corrected me again, she also smiles and laughs and sucks her feet, and rolls). I remember when she was born. It was on a Monday morning. Before that all she was to me was a big bulge in Al's tummy. I mean, she was more than that obviously, but I was about connected to her as I could be to say, a basketball. I've often thought of the feelings I had when she was born. With every other person that I love (including Alison)that love has been something that developed over time, slowly. It takes time to get to know people, and even longer for you to say you really love them. But when Grace was born, it was like one second she was a bulge and then the next she was this little person that I loved will all my heart. It hit me like a ton of bricks; I wasn't expecting it at all. I'm not sure what I was expecting (if anything) but was an experience that has really changed my outlook on life. I love Grace. (and Alison)morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07007030723711454090noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23935428.post-1142698185618672162006-03-18T09:09:00.000-07:002006-03-18T09:09:00.000-07:00I can't figure out a non-cheezy way to leave this ...I can't figure out a non-cheezy way to leave this comment, so please forgive, but one of my favorite things about having Lucy around is watching her relationship with Nick develop and seeing how much he enjoys her :)JennyWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02535209437895615609noreply@blogger.com