I just felt that tonight I needed to list all the things I love about being a mom...specifically Jack's mom. Due to teething and general crankiness, today was a harder day that usual, but now as Jack is sleeping (and his little snores are music to my ears) I can't help but say all the little things I love and I want to remember always.
I love his little happy dance he does when he sees me after waking up. He's such a happy morning person. I love how he holds on to my shirt, hair or sweater when I try to put him down...it makes me feel wanted. I love how when he cries, his little bottom lip starts moving and he starts doing this cry that sounds like he is saying Mama...it makes me feel needed. I love his laughing fits and how I'm the only one who knows his super secret tickle spot. I love his chubby little hands that are covered in slobber, even if all the slobber gets on me. It just means he is holding onto his mommy. I love how he stares at me with those big blue eyes when I'm talking to him like I'm the coolest person he knows. I love his little shy smile he gets when I'm changing his diaper and announce that he is 'nakey'. We both get a giggle out of that. I love his toothless smile and how fascinated he is with his own tongue. I love how happy he gets when I grab his toes and tell him I've got his piggies. I'm sort of loving that he is proving to be a daredevil... sort of hating it.
But most of all I love the time I have to sit and cuddle him, listen to his rantings and soak in all those little, special moments that can be so hard to remember after a day like today. And when he finally crashes for the night, I love that he still cuddles up on my chest and hides his face in my neck...feeling safe and secure in my arms.
I'm a lucky gal...even with spit up, slobber and some pee on my clothes.
I wear it with pride.
