Something
wanted to share with everyone.
Last night, I
was having really bad indigestion or heart burn, or acid, or acid reflux, or
whatever it is that should be called. So I stayed in bed, sitting up, trying to
ignore the pain while watching the NCIS finale – which by the way made me
scream and cry at the same time!!!! Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!
The baby
usually plays by himself, so long as I’m in plain sight. If not, he’d walk back
into the room and “check” on me.
Anyway, he
walked into the room, and I told him to give mommy a minute because I don’t
feel well. He didn’t say anything, but climbed up the bed, made that funny
blowing sound on my face, laughed, put my face in his hands, gave me a kiss on
the lips, and said “ay-wav-u.”
I was so
shocked that it took me like 5 seconds to respond that I love him too.
Then he went
down the bed, was quiet, and continued to play by himself.
My heart
just sank. I called the husband at work, crying, and told him what happened. We
were both just so happy and shocked, and proud, and everything else a parent
could feel when a child melts your heart.
I guess we’re
doing something right.
And the baby
is only 15 months old.
Sespite
being so tired and stressed this week, that just made my year. J
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