WARNING: You may witness my sensitive side while reading this post.
Since my husband wasn't home to cuddle up with for our first snow fall of the season, Isaiah has become my source of comfort. He loves to nap with me, read with me, play the piano with me, go on walks with me, shop with me, eat with me, and HECK he even wants to go to the bathroom with me...I will keep that on the down low when he reaches a certain age! ;)
I remember being pregnant and miserable (I wasn't your happy Martha Stewart type of pregnant lady) and mentioning to John how I hope for a son that loves to cuddle with me. I felt as though I deserved it from the constant kick to my ribs from the energetic life inside my womb. Well, my "wish" came true! Although, when he was first born he had colic and wanted to cuddle so much that he had a monstrous cry and always needy of his mom ONLY. Most moms love the attention, but I found it rather annoying and pathetic. He needs to stop whining and get use to socializing with others! The boy was whipped! John would laugh at me and say "You always wanted a cuddle bear. Now you have it!" Was it too late to say, "be careful for what you wish for?"
Let's face it, time doesn't turn back and I will never get these precious moments back. Soon as I know it, he will be hanging out with friends and asking me to drop him off 2 blocks from the school.
There seems to be pressure after your child is close to 12 months of age that people jokingly ask when you'll have the next kid. God alone is in-control of these blessings and not myself, but I couldn't imagine jumping to my next child at the moment. Right now, I am enjoying just us "3 Musketeers"! I grew-up in a large family, which is why I actually find it nice to witness the firsts of everything and give my son my undivided attention. Also, clean-up is a breeze for any O.C.D. person!
I never knew becoming a mother would be so natural after laying eyes on Isaiah David in Fair Oaks Hospital on 2/7/09. My sweet Covenant Child. :)
