Zack and I had a serious moment the other night.

We had just finished up one of our first adventures in eating rice cereal like a big boy (!) and I was burping him and rocking him near our Christmas tree. Annie Lennox was showing off her Christmas album on the Sirius channel I was listening to when -wham!- on came this song.

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I’m gonna help you find the way to keep you safe from harm. We’re gonna be a special place, a shelter from the storm. I can feel you, you’re everywhere, shining like the sun. I wish to God that kids like you could be like everyone.

I looked down in my arms, and Zack’s eyes were just closing. A sigh escaped his partly-opened lips and his arm went to a dead weight on my shoulder. And then I realized the wet spots in his hair were the tears that had been falling down my face.

The happiest, most lovely tears I have ever experienced.

I am at such a peace and I have so much comfort and strength.

 

 

We are gearing up for a fabulous visit with friends and family this next week — about six stops in two states in seven days.Nearly 18 or so hours in the car, without traffic.

::Insert happy Momma face here::

Zack is completely packed. His two bags, bath tub, stroller, car seat, high chair, blankets, play gym and 10 toys.

Momma and Daddy still have to pack, but fear not relatives we’re visiting, it should be significantly less than the Z-man’s luggage. I hope.

 

I don’t know if I’ll be blogging at all over these next few days, so I’m wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and a special 2011. I hope you get everything you were wishing for, even if it’s not something you can put under the tree.

(Sorry for the lack of photos — apparently my camera has already been packed!) Just picture a really cute baby with a big smile and a mohawk and a handsome guy holding him. Oh, and maybe a Christmas decoration or piles of bags to fit into the car, too.

Ho, ho, ho!