Moments I Live For

When M rests his head on my shoulder.  This often only happens when he is just waking up, just getting sleepy, or is not feeling 100%.  I love it all the more because it’s so rare.     

When Spence comes home from work, his face lights up when he see’s his kiddo.  Spence kisses me, and then scoops that M Bug up to cover him in kisses too.  I love seeing my sweetheart be a daddy.   

When I realize that M has been absorbing more than Spence and I even realized.  Like when Spencer was reading M one of his favorite books, “Five Little Monkey’s Jumping on the Bed,” M started hopping up and down in Spencer’s lap on the jumping parts. Smart boy! We were both so amazed that he had picked that up on his own without any coaching.  It was just like the whole MWAH thing!   

When M shows unprompted affection.  Today, I was holding him in my arms and he leaned over and gave me a big kiss on the cheek without my even asking!  I died you guys, I just died.  Proudest mommy moment in the WORLD.  I have been thinking about that kiss all day.  M has also recently learned how to give hugs.  I LOVE when he throws his arms around my neck and squeezes.  It’s my new favorite thing.  

M’s first smile of the day.  He just BEAMS up at me from his crib.  He gets so excited to see me that he squeals and slaps his pot belly with all his might all while grinning as big as humanly possible.  That grin could melt a heart of stone.         

When he falls asleep in my arms.  Even though he’s so heavy that he literally makes my arm fall asleep if I hold him too long, I ADORE holding my sleeping angel.

When M and I are sitting side by side on the floor, and he touches my knee for reassurance.  When he looks up at me just to make sure that I’m watching him.  I love being his safe place.

When M shows off his personality.  Like yesterday, I sat M on my lap with his favorite book (“Five Little Monkeys” surprise, surprise).  It was only after we sat down that I realized he was stinky.  When I put him on the changing table, he started crying because he was so excited to read his story.  I didn’t want to have him sit in filth while we read stories, so I changed him real quick before we sat back down.  He happied up the second we opened the book back up.  It was amazing to me that he would be sad over a story.  Tiny Newborn M only cried over things like being hungry, being tired… But to cry because he was disappointed, well that was a big boy emotion!  He has opinions and preferences and seeing them unfold astounds me every time.         

When I hear M giggle. I never want to forget that giggle!  It’s somehow even more precious when I hear a disembodied giggle when he’s playing with his daddy in the other room.  I don’t know why, but hearing him when I can’t see him makes me laugh.  Weird huh?

When M just wants his Mom.  I am never so flattered as when M WANTS me to hold him and cuddle him.  Of course, I do those things all day long, but the times when he asks for them melt my heart.  I adore getting to be that person for someone.  There’s nothing better.