Marriage Of One

October 7, 2009

The Littlest Kiss

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A few days ago my youngest daughter finally learnt how to kiss.  The most gentle, wet and sloppy kiss with an exaggerated ‘mmwaa’ to accompany it.
And seeing the pleasure on her face as I glowed with pride was priceless.
Since then every morning and evening that must be the highlight of my day.  I hold her up and her warm little hands cup my face as she turns my head so she can lean onto my cheek.
Priceless.  This is what makes it worthwhile.
A few days ago my youngest daughter finally learnt how to kiss.  The most gentle, wet and sloppy kiss with an exaggerated ‘mm…waa!’ to accompany it.
And seeing the pleasure on her face as I glowed with pride was and remains, priceless.
Since then every morning and evening these have been the twin highlights of my day.  I hold her up and her warm little hands cup my face as she turns my head so she can lean onto my cheek.
This is what makes it worthwhile.
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May 6, 2009

A bombshell!

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A couple of days ago Susan dropped a bombshell.

“I think we should have another baby”, she said.  I couldn’t believe my ears for a moment.  Okay, nothing wrong with saying it or thinking about it.  It was just so unexpected.  I had always thought – and she never said anything to the contrary – that our family was complete.  I think I said “WHAT?!?!?!”.  Then I followed it with a shrug and then the conversation changed or petered out.

But I thought about it.  In theory it would be nice to have another baby (although we still have one now, sort of).  In theory.  In practice I remember all the hard work.  I remember Susan getting exhausted.  And most of all I remember that our marriage – the foundation of our family – is more unstable now than ever.  What was she thinking?  Maybe just her biological clock trying one last time to get another child out? (more…)

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