March 11, 2006

Continents




Her chin somehow fits perfectly in that angle where my neck turns into shoulder. Her stomach presses tight against my chest and her legs, bent at the knees, parallel my own stomach. Holding her, willing her to go back to sleep while she breathes in my ear, I think back to the college geogology classes I nearly failed. And pangaea. How the continents were all, quite a long time ago, a giant land mass. How they once fit perfectly together then, naturally, grew apart and went out into the world, leaving plenty of evidence of their former closeness. And if you look, beyond the now-ragged edges, you can still see where they once fit quite nicely together. Like chins and necks and stomachs and knees.

Posted by Chris at March 11, 2006 09:02 AM
Comments

How sweet. An awesome read for me to start my day with. :)

Posted by: Jenn at March 11, 2006 09:21 AM

So, so sweet. I'm all misty over here!

Posted by: Kris at March 11, 2006 09:32 AM

Too sweet. No fair making me cry first thing in the morning. And a beautiful picture too.

Posted by: Meredith at March 11, 2006 09:35 AM

Adorable.

Posted by: Nicole at March 11, 2006 09:51 AM

:)

Posted by: Allan at March 11, 2006 10:02 AM

So precious. Thank you for sharing!

Posted by: Kristen at March 11, 2006 10:24 AM

Ahhh, writing about parenting with a heartbeat. Love it.

Posted by: anna at March 11, 2006 11:20 AM

She is so beautiful and you both are so blessed.

Posted by: ann adams at March 11, 2006 12:12 PM

this entry is completely beautiful.

Posted by: betty at March 11, 2006 12:15 PM

I love this post. It made my ovaries "jump up, jump up & get down!" Gotta go find Mein Hublein and get back to work, haha!

Posted by: Kristina at March 11, 2006 12:22 PM

Wow. That was deep. Lovely pic!

Posted by: DebbieDoesLife at March 11, 2006 12:32 PM

Beautiful, Chris. Those cheeks...they slay me.

Posted by: Marilyn at March 11, 2006 12:33 PM

How do you take such awesome pictures with you in them?

Posted by: alektra at March 11, 2006 01:13 PM

Oh my God.

Posted by: jen at March 11, 2006 01:18 PM

What a beautiful thought and a beautiful shot. Seriously awesome.

Posted by: Elaine at March 11, 2006 01:19 PM

Awww, guess what? Her chin will always fit right there just perfectly, even when the last thing she wants to do is lean on dear ol' Dad. She'll be upset over some young man, or grad school, or her own children and you'll pull her close and you'll see....

Posted by: Jaycie at March 11, 2006 01:21 PM

I can tell just by the picture that she smells sweet. I miss that age.

Posted by: wordgirl at March 11, 2006 01:31 PM

i have no words. that post was beautiful.

Posted by: suze at March 11, 2006 01:56 PM

awww....too sweet

Posted by: JJ at March 11, 2006 06:38 PM

Lovely, Chris, just lovely.

Posted by: Janet at March 11, 2006 06:49 PM

Beautiful post.

Posted by: Alison at March 11, 2006 07:18 PM

Oh, those chubby cheeks. If I took just one little bite, she'd still fit you perfectly, I think ....

Posted by: shelley at March 11, 2006 10:07 PM

Eureka!!!

I've figured it out. You woo-ed your wife into submition with your guitar shredding skills and poetry.


Awesome!

Cheers,
JJ

Posted by: JackassJimmy at March 11, 2006 10:50 PM

I'm just smitten now.

Posted by: Heather at March 12, 2006 12:59 AM

This is one of the best things you've ever written, Chris. Musing at its finest :)

Continents indeed. *sigh*
I hope you print this off for Mia's baby book.

Posted by: Opal at March 12, 2006 09:55 AM

Lovely. Christopher fits differently now, his head coming right up to my chin when he's standing in front of me. Sophie is still teeny, but she's all angles and corners and bones instead of that wonderful chubby baby-ness.

Posted by: candace at March 12, 2006 10:30 AM

The sweetness, she is killing me, like eating too many donuts.

The cool thing, Chris, is she'll always fit, somehow.

My 18 year old stills fits, only now it's my head on his shoulder as we hug (I might have fed him too well as a child).

Very nice post. I'm gonna go hug my kids now. And possibly the dogs.

Posted by: Contary at March 12, 2006 10:32 AM

So beautiful.

Posted by: Polichick at March 12, 2006 08:28 PM

Wow.

That's awfully profound for so early on a Saturday morning. And perfectly poeticly (is that even a word?) phrased.

Posted by: HR Mommy at March 12, 2006 11:18 PM

Beautiful thought.

Posted by: Lisa B at March 12, 2006 11:21 PM

Wow, what a great comparison. I like it. I also like the picture. Was Mia pouty in this picture? Or deep in infant reflection? ;)

Posted by: Colleen at March 13, 2006 12:02 AM

That's too deep for me this morning.

I'll come back later when my mind has unfogged.

My email system has croaked, and shows no sign of reviving in the near future. Oh, and I seem to have the startings of a stomach bug.

Today is a goooood day...

Posted by: Alice at March 13, 2006 06:08 AM

Oh, yeah, and Mia and you bonding is real cute and all. Meant to say that first.
Great. Now I seem like an uncaring hard-hearted cow.

*sigh*

Posted by: Alice at March 13, 2006 06:09 AM

She's so friggin CUTE!

Posted by: Dolly at March 13, 2006 09:43 AM

Love this entry. I think things like that, but I can never seem to put those thoughts into words!

Do you use a tripod, or are you just holding the camera out with your arm, or what. I'd love more pics of me with my boys and I'm pretty sure my DH is actually scared to hold my camera...

Posted by: Alissa at March 13, 2006 09:59 AM

That is just beautiful. The Pangea of humanity. Very well written!

Posted by: Snickrsnack Katie at March 13, 2006 05:13 PM

see, told you, second best daddy EVER!

Posted by: Tricia at March 14, 2006 10:02 AM