so yeah I am incredibly jealous of you right now, and am following along on the SM with
a little tear in my eye remembering the florida weather of 80 degrees last weekend.
Not exact matches
There was a
little girl
in the stable that night —
in the Borinage — a
little brown peasant girl with a white night cap; she had
tears of compassion
in her
eyes for the poor cow when the poor thing was
in throes and was having great trouble.
What is this
eye but a
little ball lodged
in the fork of a hollow tree, Bubble of film anointed with
tear brine, exuding shine drops, Compact wrought
in the shape of an
eye of manifold aspects?
Reading about your long journey and sharing
in this
little moment of your success brings
tears to my
eyes!!
I had
tears in my
eyes as I locked the door to our
little house back
in Morzine.
And for the last dance of the nerd prom, I got to see Amanda Fletcher, my mentee from the PEN Center Emerging Voices fellowship, kick so much ass at her reading at the Hotel Cafe that I got a
little tear of pride
in my
eye.
Then you witness that one quick minute of sibling bonding like a
little kiss from # 1 to the newest addition and
tears well up
in your
eyes making it all worth it.
Her
tear duct
in her left
eye probably got a
little infected.
i got
in the shower & let the water meet my
tears & something within me said - «this is the process sokhna, open to the process, open to the process»... that was the light... my mantra became «this is the process», & i returned to the bedroom... maria took my hands, looked me
in the
eyes & said «this is the process, sokhna...» i knew i was on my way... i rocked, squatted & allowed... maria checked me again & i was softening enough for maria to open the cervix the rest of the way... soon enough maria had massaged the cervix completely open & she told me to push... when she said this i filled with brilliance - i wanted to push, i wanted to feel it, i wanted to see wayana...
in just a few pushes wayana kamalah lioneye ra was born - i held her as she came out - i looked at this
little one & she looked at me & i told her i was her mother... kayenn came over & i saw a baby
in him... this natural birth birthed my heart... i suddenly knew what kayenn needed, what i needed & what wayana would need... the placenta came soon after & maria helped me to bed... i really just wanted to look at my 2 babies - to stand over them & beam light, gratitude & promises of infinite love & support... i wanted a natural birth, i had a natural birth & it continues to this day... i am writing my birth story on wayana's 15 month celebration...
In the meantime, the dead cells and dust that tears wash from your eyes will build up in the corners of your little one's baby blues and form a delightful crusty chun
In the meantime, the dead cells and dust that
tears wash from your
eyes will build up
in the corners of your little one's baby blues and form a delightful crusty chun
in the corners of your
little one's baby blues and form a delightful crusty chunk.
Or, fill your shallow pan with soapy water (use the the No
Tears, All Natural bubble recipe linked above to protect
little eyes) and put one end of a straw
in it and blow!
I was at my partners head end the whole time keeping
eye contact with her, breathing and pushing with her, letting her grab my arm and hang on, whatever she needed to do, she was
in such pain, and so I saw very
little of what was happening between my partner «s thighs.I experienced a feeling of profound relief like I have never done before when our son was finally passed, albeit for a very brief few minutes, to my partner «s arms, before she was taken away from us so that her
tearing could be stitched.Our son often sleeps on his side, with his neck noticeably bent back, his chin jutting up as if he was star gazing.
Kandel: I find it unbelievable that a
little kid from Vienna, coming from a poor family, coming to America without any money, [to] have had this fantastic life that I have had
in the United States, that brings
tears to my
eyes.
«When I was
little, I was bullied so bad that I wanted to kill myself,» she tells the camera, as more
tears well up
in her
eyes.
While this movie seems like more of an after - school special than a theatrically released film from Disney and DreamWorks, this well - written and extremely well - acted family drama turns out to be a nice
little gem of a film that will make you think, put a smile on your face and a
tear in your
eye.
«You don't want to see the
tears in our
eyes as you drive our precious
little thing into the horizon,» lamented copy editor Kara Snow.
With a ton of pride,
tears in their
eyes, a
little anxiety and a touch of fear, we parents leave our kids alone for the first time to blaze their own path socially, academically, and yes... financially.
Our
little 13 pound Alaskan Klee Kai mix was so miserable
in the car that it brought
tears to my
eyes.
«When we drive away, and I look back, and there's my
little farmhouse with my
little dogs inside,» McConnell says, «sometimes I admit to getting
tears in my
eyes.»
There will be
little or no
tearing in the corners of the
eye; the tissue lining the eyelid will be a healthy pink; and the membrane of the third eyelid will not protrude.
However, before the contract could be performed, Wynn, who has
little to no peripheral vision due to an
eye condition,
tore a coin - sized hole
in the 75 - year - old painting with his elbow while gesturing when explaining the painting's history to friends.
She had
tears in her
eyes when her husband interjected a
little joke.
Feed hungry babies, wipe up spills, exercise patience, calm squabbles, clean, cook, organize, get the laundry washed and put away, doctor's appointments, school activities, baseball, football, soccer games, plan celebrations and holidays, decorate for parties and seasons, bake cookies for school events, buy and wrap presents, hugs, kisses, storytime, grocery shop, clothes shop, fix boo - boo's and owies, bring encouragement, pray, comfort hearts and wipe
tears, make happy memories, play games together, care for them when they get sick
in the middle of the night, change diapers, bathe the
little ones so they're fresh, clean and smelling sweet, tuck them into bed with prayers at night, get out the door to go to church with hair combed and shoes on, tell them you love them to the moon and back, sit, listen and look into their
eyes and savor their sweetness... and a million other things!
Big
tears well up
in my
eyes, my lip starts quivering and my life as a mom flashes before my
eyes... I see my
little girls, their long eyelashes fluttering on mine as they kissed me goodnight, I see them giggling, riding ponies, dancing around
in princess dresses, I can feel their chubby five year old arms wrapped tenderly around my neck, their soft cheek on my cheek, and suddenly
in the blink of an
eye they are 7, 8, 9, 10, 13, sweet sixteen...
I sit here
in my office at work, and I ALWAYS get
tears in my
eyes reading about the
little angel waiting for you!!
Little lumps grew in our throats and little tears were in our
Little lumps grew
in our throats and
little tears were in our
little tears were
in our
eyes.
I am so excited for your and your
little Sweet P. I truly had
tears in my
eyes reading your post and know the wait must be excruciating.
As someone who has watched your journey from afar these last five years, seeing your
little boy finally
in his room and
in your home brings
tears to my
eyes!
I have
tears in my
eyes and am a
little choked up!
Nothing puts a lump
in your throat and
tears in your
eyes than a beautiful
little white fluffy dog.