Archive for August, 2010
Gushing About My Little Man
I’m a baby person. I love when they’re eensy weensy. I’ve been known to hold a sleeping baby for hours, responding to each sigh and snuggle like it’s a little tiny hug.
My baby isn’t eensy any more. He’s more like a middle-aged baby. Suddenly he’s giant and semi-mobile (not crawling yet, but not staying put either) and so incredibly engaging. He is going to be a funny kid. He laughs a lot already. He has a special playfullness reserved for Michelle alone. Kyan is without a doubt his favorite entertainment, with her tried-and-true comedy routine called Here I Come. (All she has to do is walk towards him and he chuckles and snorts.) And I am the go-to mom for snuggles and love.
I think I’ve mentioned before how much I like mothering the second time. It’s stunningly easier this time, mostly because I’m so much less worried than last time around. I trust that I’m a good enough mom and follow my instincts. I can sit back and watch Michelle be a fantastic mom without being jealous. I notice that we don’t hover over him the way we did with Kyan, and I’m pretty sure that’s a good thing. I trust that Rilo will thrive, even when he gets a cold or bumps his noggin on the (carpeted) floor.
There are certain parts of life that are much more challenging because we have another child. We have to be conscious of our spending in a way we’ve never had to before. It takes us a dog’s age to get out of the house these days, so we aren’t having as many spontaneous adventures as in summers past.
But those challenging parts just melt away when I see the smile in my little man’s eyes. Can you see it?
Here’s the look he saves for Mommy. It melts my heart to watch them together. Every time.
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