I just spent an hour sitting here on the couch, reading a good book with my baby nestled in my arms. He grunted and cooed at me, sometimes his little eyes fluttering shut, other times looking at me with a grave old-man gaze. Daddy is gone, siblings off to bed. I have a million other things to do, some very important things to do... But nothing seemed quite as lovely as spending a quiet hour, sitting here on this couch, enjoying my little babe.
Zane spends a lot of time in his swing or on his bouncy chair. I hate that. I try to carry him around whenever we are out. He lays on the table with us when we are eating. I take him from room to room with us when he is awake. I lay him on the floor in the morning so he can enjoy the company of his brother and sister. I want him to feel part of our family.
But so very rarely, it seems, do I get him all to myself. So for now, just this little moment, it's mommy and boy together. Quiet.
Jane at gymnastics
9 years ago
2 comments:
Awww, sweetness. :) And don't feel bad about swings and chairs. I came to love my baby neglectos when #3 came around. Once he's mobile, it won't matter anyway, and he'll be in the thick of things all day long!
So sweet. Thanks for reminding me to take the sweet mommy kid moments when they come!
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