Mama's Day

Yesterday was MY day. Mother's Day. So of course I got to be a mom. At 3 a.m. to be exact. Poor BigBoy is just miserable with his allergies. The Claritin and saline drops help, but now he has a cough. Probably from breathing through his mouth so much. So at 3 I started to hear the incessant cough down the hall. I knew it was coming. The door opened.

I dashed out of bed and met him in the hallway, guided him back to bed and then after about 45 min. got him to settle down and crash again. I crashed along with him. He woke up around 6:45 with that goofy, sleepy grin I love so much. Good Morning Mom! We cuddled back up and he fell asleep again. I was totally awake by then but just enjoyed the snuggle time with my big 5 year old boy.

I watched him sleeping. Listened to him breathing. Stayed totally still when threw his whole body into me fetal position. I soaked it all in on MY day. This little guy came from me, grew in me and was totally nourished from me. He was all mine and half me. I studied his face. Tried to see what looked like me or BigDaddy or Papa or Nana. Curly hair- Nana. Freckles- all daddy. Nose- totally Papa (none of us escaped that German, farm-breed nose.) Then I just stared at him some more and listened to his cooing. Yes, he still coos. Pitter Patter goes my heart.

A few days ago he looked over at me all matter-of-fact-like and then threw this at me: Have I told you how much I love you?? To the moon and Saturn and Jupiter and the Dorf* planet and to the mailbox and back. THAT's how much I love you! Oh and this much too (arms spread out behind his back.)

I love these kids like nothing else. They help me learn how to be a mom, totally forgive me for any mistakes I make along the way, and love me unconditionally. I'm the Yeller. The Disciplinarian. The one that says "No." on a regular basis. But they still come back for more, again and again. It just makes it all worth it. So on Mother's Day, cuddling up with BB after our 3 a.m. hall meeting and waking up to the goofy grin is just fine with me. This is really what it's all about, right?

* In case you didn't know, As of 2006, Pluto is now classified as a Dwarf Planet.

Weekend Recap:

Trip to the Mennonite Greenhouse for my mother's day gifts!

BigBoy picked watermelons as his crop. This is the "before" pic.

It must be summatime!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I don't know what it's like to have a little girl, but I do have a boy, and I hear ya way down deep on this one. To me, my son is the cutest, sweetest, funniest, most charming boyfriend I ever/never had & it's ridiculous how much I love him. I'm constantly amazed and overjoyed to be loved by and to get to spend time with someone so beautiful. Do I exaggerate? Am I overstating things? Maybe. But ah, there are moments.... Happy Mother's Day! Chris


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