Heart Swell

Day and I with Amon in the tiny NICU at Cheshire Hall Medical Centre, Turks and Caicos. 

When I first met my nephew he was 16 hours old. He was just over 2 pounds surrounded by machines with lines running every which way. His arms and legs were squirming and he was feisty as hell. My heart simultaneously swelled and burst for him.

Cut to 2592 hours later...

We have finally arrived in Toronto for a visit. Day peeks her head out of her new apartment door -sneaky smile on her face. "Hello Auntie Dawn and Uncle Matt". In her arms she is holding an almost 9 pound version of the baby I met so many many hours ago and once again my heart swells and I am weeping. Is it possible that he is the same little man? A real baby now.

When I finally get the nerve up to hold him I know I am his for life.

"You've pushed everyone else out babes. There is only room for you in my heart." I whisper to him conspiratorially. But the truth is Amon Soleil has taught my heart how to grow and make room for whatever is needed and so I love bigger and better now that he is in the world and I am grateful for the blessing.