Christmas thoughts
It has been quite some time since I last blogged. Although I thought to myself a million and one times...oooh, I need to blog about this or that and of course it never happened.
Today is Christmas and my son is finally down for a nap. I often think back to a year ago when he was still not sleeping through the night (he's sleeping just great now, now that he's been in bed with his mommy and daddy every night this week) wondering when it was when my mind would stop being so fuzzy from a lack of sleep. I wondered when I would hear him speak sweet words like Ma Ma and Da Da. I wonder when he would stop being so fussy. I wondered when he would crawl and walk and when in the world would he just grow up? And now that he is growing up, I wonder what in the world happened to my sweet little baby?
I saw a movie with my dear friend who just visited this week. We saw Four Christmasses (spelling?) and the main character (Reese Witherspoon) had never wanted children in the movie. She saw a baby and asked, "How old is she-like 2 or 3 months?" The mom replied, "Nine months" and Reese said, "You mean she's not self-sufficient yet?" I had to chuckle at this because I really did not expect being a mom to be hard at all. Before having my son, my interaction with children consisted of babies being brought into my workplace, being exposed at the mall, and that was about it. I thought that babies were just soft little beings with chubby arms and legs that smiled and had diapers. I never realized that babies were also fussy, temperamental (not after a couple of months they grew out of that-or so I thought), tantrum-throwing, etc. But I also never realized just how sweet it is to have the softest hand in the world grab your hand as you are feeding a bottle, how warm a hug would feel from the smallest body I know, and just how soft little lips are on our grown-up lips. I never knew the pure innocence of genuine laughter, not the filtered adult kind that we hear so much as grown-ups.
Today I feel so blessed to be surrounded by love, the purest and simplest kind. I feel grateful to have family and friends whom I love so dearly and I hope love me back. Merry Christmas!
Today is Christmas and my son is finally down for a nap. I often think back to a year ago when he was still not sleeping through the night (he's sleeping just great now, now that he's been in bed with his mommy and daddy every night this week) wondering when it was when my mind would stop being so fuzzy from a lack of sleep. I wondered when I would hear him speak sweet words like Ma Ma and Da Da. I wonder when he would stop being so fussy. I wondered when he would crawl and walk and when in the world would he just grow up? And now that he is growing up, I wonder what in the world happened to my sweet little baby?
I saw a movie with my dear friend who just visited this week. We saw Four Christmasses (spelling?) and the main character (Reese Witherspoon) had never wanted children in the movie. She saw a baby and asked, "How old is she-like 2 or 3 months?" The mom replied, "Nine months" and Reese said, "You mean she's not self-sufficient yet?" I had to chuckle at this because I really did not expect being a mom to be hard at all. Before having my son, my interaction with children consisted of babies being brought into my workplace, being exposed at the mall, and that was about it. I thought that babies were just soft little beings with chubby arms and legs that smiled and had diapers. I never realized that babies were also fussy, temperamental (not after a couple of months they grew out of that-or so I thought), tantrum-throwing, etc. But I also never realized just how sweet it is to have the softest hand in the world grab your hand as you are feeding a bottle, how warm a hug would feel from the smallest body I know, and just how soft little lips are on our grown-up lips. I never knew the pure innocence of genuine laughter, not the filtered adult kind that we hear so much as grown-ups.
Today I feel so blessed to be surrounded by love, the purest and simplest kind. I feel grateful to have family and friends whom I love so dearly and I hope love me back. Merry Christmas!
posted by Princess at 2:48 PM
2 Comments:
Merry Christmas. A beautiful tribute to motherhood and your son.
Merry Christmas to you and your family with many more to come!
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