Hurley and I went out for a little date the other night. He accompanied me to the mall to exchange some school clothes for Hayden and on the way back home we stopped for an ice cream cone. Nothing too fancy, but I cherish the moments when I get to take them out individually for some one-on-one time. I'm hoping in the long run, they will each be able to look back on these simple times Mommy shared with them and enjoy the memories; maybe they will adopt this little tradition and pass it on to their own children.
Hurley has the cutest little voice! If you haven't ever heard it, you're missing out. I love asking him questions and having conversations with him. His personality is so amazing - He loves to be silly and make other people laugh.
He's getting so big, I've noticed in the last week or so, that the physical attributes that used to scream toddler (chubby little hands, chubby feet, round tummy, wobbly stride) are fading away, and he's just turning into a little boy now! It's makes me sad, but it also fills me with a great sense of pride.
Big Cheeser!
I asked Hurley to smile, so he did this instead.
Crazy Kisses.
The more the boys grow and the more independence they each gain, causes me to reflect on those sacred moments as a new mom: the restless nights, getting up for feedings, diaper changes, fevers, teething, general fussiness. All of these things that at the time scared me to death and made me feel so unprepared - I took for granted. I miss all of those things. I miss knowing that they depended on me for everything. Of course, I know my boys will always need their mom, but I'm beginning to see their paths unfold in front of them as they embark on their roads to adulthood.
I just pray that Hayden and Hurley will know how much their mom loves them and that she would do anything, even lay down her own life, for them. I absolutely love being a Mommy. I have never found a greater joy on this Earth.
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