Ch-ch-ch-changes!

First I notice that his nursing style has shifted.  His little hands are moving, collecting, thinking around my breast.  His noises are content, frantic, even disjointed at times as he works to gain his nutrition.  He has a relationship to his nourishment that is deep and all encompassing.  He gains comfort and peace as he swallows his milk.

I gain patience as I multitask.  I nurse and plan the garden.  I rock and hold a meeting.  I sleep and provide comfort.  I help her, change his diaper and cook dinner in one motion.  It's not quite as hard as I thought it would be.  All of the directions pull me upwards, they straighten my spine and I gather myself for the busiest moments.

And somehow we're more unified.  Perhaps it's the new focus we feel.  Perhaps it's the accumulation of lots of hard work and conversations.  Perhaps it's the intense responsibilities that we have.  Wherever the shift has come from we watch as the connections deepen, the bridges growing stronger and our home becoming safer, richer, fuller.

I find my business face grow sterner.  I feel my compliments steeping longer.  And I note my comments becoming more genuine.  It is with thanks that I take these changes into the breadth of me.  It is with comfort that we transform.  Solidarity, Unification, Connection are all words I bring with me as I continue walking this ever adapting line.