This is precisely how I feel today. If you happen to have read my previous post, you will know that it has been a most interesting couple of weeks for me, and thusly, for all of us. That is because, as the saying goes, “If Momma ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy!”
This is not to say that I am not happy. Not by a long shot. I am very happy, I adore my life and everything about it. However, particularly when my immune system is down, I am not apt to handle much in the way of stressful situations. But I am here, we are all fine, the wee ones are still ridiculously giddy-giggly-hippity-hoppers that don’t stop for anything.
Today however, I really sat up and took notice of how much they are growing. And not just length-wise or width-wise (Neeno is finally able to hold up a pair of pants without me having to roll the top down for him, and Awa is simply streaming out into longer, lengthier faerie version of her beautiful self) … I mean, they take one look at me and know when I need a moment to myself. And at least half the time, they are starting to give me that. At times, I desperately need a hug and don’t realize it.
And so, these days, I can almost be sure that at some point during a “mommy-needs-a-cuddle” moment, I can:
a) find Seesha crawling at my feet and smacking me on the leg saying, “Hi! Hi! Hi” over and over, which translates to, “Pick me up for a cuddle NOW, dammit!”, or
b) have Neeno crawling up onto the arm of the couch to say “C’mere, mama!”, while reaching one arm around the back of my neck and the other arm around my chest to pull me in for the biggest, bestest bear hug ever. The bonus? He doesn’t let go until he knows I’ve had my fill of Feel Better Medicine. Then there is
c) Awa preparing a tray or plate of snacks for me with a cup of tea, and bringing them with a smile and nuzzle of her head into my shoulder. The bonus? The snacks are always healthy crackers with a side of fresh fruit. Wow, I am blessed.
I can’t help but wonder what I have done to deserve such beautiful, aware, conscientious children.
I am so thankful that they chose me to be their mother! Many thanks to Creator for these little blessings that have been bestowed upon me. The moment they were conceived, I had a beautiful binding agreement to bring these gorgeous beings into the world, to nurture and care for them to the best of my abilities and then some, and to seed and water them with nourishment, with knowledge, with creativity and joy, and with all of the love that the universe has naturally filled a mother’s vessel and chalice with to pour upon her babes.
These days of them being this small are short lived. I will cherish them to the depths of my heart and the expanses of my soul. So be it.