In last month or two, during a phase when my lap is always full, my neck skin is constantly fondled, and “I yuv you a bushel and a peck” is whispered repeatedly into my ear throughout the day, I am exceedingly aware that
I have never before–and will never again–be loved as
sweetly
deeply
profoundly
devotedly
innocently
and
all-encompassingly
as I am by my four-year-old Wee Niblet.
It rather takes my breath away.
by
Jocelyn
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How wonderful it is to realize how happy you are, at this moment, instead of just looking back on it. Congratulations:)
that is exactly how I feel about my son. I have never been as perfect and never will I be again.
I think it’s wonderful, but I’d like to add that as a grown up child (35 now) I love my mother as much or more now because I KNOW my mother.
As I child I loved her as a child…today I love her as an equal.
Hopefully, that is something to look forward to. If that made any sense at all.
Yes, and it is also sweet when they grow up into strapping men. Then they love you still, not sweetly, but protectively. You will be amazed at how adorable morphed into manly.
you are so right. you savor every moment and hopefully ti sustains you through the ‘eye rolling, door slamming’ stage known as adolescence.
beautiful picture!
Yes. That is true. And doesn’t it make your eyes tear a bit to realize that? I’m trying hard to store up all those “I love you’s” myself.
Wait until he comes home drunk when he’s 26 and won’t go to bed until you’ve said you love him back and give him a hug. Now that’s when you know you’ve been a good mom
Aaaaaaww. And yeah, ya gotta appreciate it, because by the time they hit five they’ve got you all figured out. And (well, in my case anyway) that’s just not a good thing.
it’s another one of those things that i had no idea about and yet am so damn happy to experience.
that was sweet. i’m electronically high fiving you in my mind…since i’m doing it in my mind you’d think i would take the unpersonalized electronics out of it, but that’s the cold hearted bastard that i am
What a great and adorable picture. These moments will give you comfort years from now when he discovers OTHER girls. (Sorry, Sweetie. You did know that would happen, didn’t you?)
I still, bllessedly, get that kind of love form my amost-eleven-year old who still loves me passionately. I treaure it.
That’s a keeper all right! File it away and pull it out when he’s 17 and fighting you over the car!
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