We write for five minutes flat on Fridays.

We write bold and beautiful and free. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just write or not.

Won’t you join us?

    1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
    2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
    3. Go a little overboard encouraging the writer who linked up before you.

OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:

Growing…

GO

Up and over and deeper into my heart – you grow my baby girl. I ache with love for you. That giggle that jiggles out of your belly just for me. How you grab my face and zerbit my cheeks. I am growing into a girl’s mama more and more.

I am growing into a peace in the midst of you and your brothers that defies my small and crowded kitchen. I am growing into way-too-cosy nooks of this house and the carpet I can’t understand why the owners would have laid down under a kitchen table. I am growing into the slowly cleaning and not fretting that it doesn’t all get done at once.

Instead I’m growing into the “it’s OK if socks don’t always match, as long as everyone gets off to school with tempers in tact” mom.

It’s taken me quite some time.

But I am growing up.

I chalk marks on my insides – not on any wall. But deep inside where it matters most, I see the progress. Zoe I will be the mother who delights in you. Even at 2am. Wrap your small fingers tight around this heart because I love what you do to me.

How you raise me up in all new ways I hadn’t noticed I needed yet.

STOP

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