Monday, March 11, 2013
Choo is my snuggle bug.
Cuddling is one of her favorite things. After Puff and Buzz leave for school in the morning, Choo climbs onto my lap. She watches t.v. with me; obviously the programming is her choice. Usually it's Jessie, but in the last few days Choo has discovered Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
When Choo is ready for bed, she climbs on my lap. As I do my bedtime routine with Puff and Buzz, Choo always interrupts to ask when I can hold her?
When Choo gets hurt or upset, she commands me, "Hold me! Hold me!" Choo doesn't want daddy or even her big sister. Choo wants mommy!
It is a special, even sacred thing, to be THAT person. I am the person Choo trusts implicitly to make everything better. Choo trusts me to cure the boo-boos and wipe away the tears.
Choo loves me so much sometimes it hurts...literally. She gives the best kisses, but Choo can grab me with a death grip. She puckers up those chubby lips and kisses me firmly on the cheek.
I am realizing that those days will end sooner than I want. I need to cherish those moments! I remind myself of that when I want to decline her requests because I have so much to do. There will always be tasks to complete and lists to cross off, but Choo's favorite spot on my lap will disappear.
Choo will grow more independent and figure out that she can solve problems without mom. That is the way it should be, but it hurts.
For now I will enjoy the sleeping, sweaty, little head breathing contently on my lap at 11pm!
"What a wonderous thing it is to be called mother!" Is that a quote from someone? If not, it should be!