Monday Memories-Taking It All In

Monday Memories-Our weekly trip down memory lane...

The other day I was keeping Brut company while he had breakfast and I was looking at our homemade crates that were in the corner for Fiona and  Zappa.  They are in the same corner that the whelping bed was in, but half of the size.  The whelping bed took up the whole corner of our bedroom.  We had two chairs in front of it and it was a tight fit.  As I waited for Brut to finish I thought of the I countless hours I spent sitting in this same chair, in complete awe of those newborns that were born almost four years ago.

 One day old puppies and Mommy Silver

My husband is the photo hound out of the two of us.  He was constantly snapping pictures and running the video when he was around.  I couldn't understand it at the time.  I was in shock and awe of these miracles of life, I just sat absorbing every living, breathing moment as it happened.  For those first three days, I never left Silver and those ten gifts of life, only dozing for a moment or two when they slept.  Besides needing to make sure Silver didn't lay on any of her little ones, I was in entranced with those new lives that were before me and the care of a new mom.  As I would guess from anyone who has witness the miracle of birth, I found myself in a stunned silence as I drank in the wonder and beauty of this event that had happened before my eyes and had touched with my own hands.  Their cries were like angels singing as we welcomed each one in the world and was a constant sign of life within.  And I just couldn't pull myself away to stop the moment for a quick snap.  I couldn't even conceive that a particular moment should be caught in time.  I mean, how do you capture a living miracle?  Already changing and growing before your eyes?  How do you stop time forever as it evolves in your hands?  I couldn't.  I was mesmerize.

Do you think you could find that perfect moment in time?

 Our little miracles of life.

Just over 24 hours old.

I etched every moment I could to memory but as the puppies grew that time period became a puppy blur.  It wasn't until some time later that I began to appreciate all the photos and hours of video that my husband took.  But those first few days are still deeply imprinted and can still flood my thoughts even while accompany Brut, about the miracle of life that happened right there in that little spot in the corner of our bedroom.