Crawling Straight Into My Heart

For those that know me, I am a hippy at heart and follow the moon as it waxes and wanes. This past full moon brought with it my 30th year birthday and Tatum's 9 month birthday - yes, we were both born on a full moon day. After her bath and massage that evening, Tatum explored the bedroom floor with her new found ability to get up on all fours and move. She scooted and rolled and crawled to the corner of the room. So I called for her to come back to me - "Tatum, come to momma, come on over here..." - she looked up with her toothless grin and charged forward in huffing laughter moving across the floor and then lurched herself onto my lap. The girl crawled straight into my heart. These are the glory moments of motherhood.