It was time for Monkey to take his morning nap. With a bottle in my hand & Monkey in my other arm, we went into his nursery to close the blinds, turned on his music, & turned on the fan. It was quiet except for the soft music playing & quite peaceful in there too.
We cuddled as I began to rock him and feed him his bottle. I guess the pears he had earlier filled his tummy because he wasn’t interested in eating his bottle. He rested his head in the side of my neck & I thought that he was off to sweet dreaming.
But he wasn’t. He had another thing planned instead.
He pressed his lips to my neck & blew. You know, to make that noise when lips hit the skin. (My dad used to do this to my belly when I was little & we always called them “zeeberts”.)
Of course I laughed out loud & he looked at me & started to laugh too. So much for trying to be quiet & restful, right?
After that he was all played out, turned his head to face the other way, & drifted off to sleep while cuddling with me. It’s the little things like this that really settle with me & make me realize how much I love my little guy. He’s growing up so quickly & I just have to cherish all of these funny moments when they come.
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Being a mom is got to be one of the most beautiful things in life. The idea that a small thing came from you and is walking around, talking...playing....hmmmm.....:)....just woderful.
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