1. Having a whole day with my lads with no restrictions. Other than the flu shot, there was nothing we needed to get done. The weather looked dreary, and when we did go out, we discovered it was as cold as it looked. Getting to stay in our nice warm, homey house felt kind of luxurious even though...
2. I didn't change out of my pajamas and into "real" clothes until 3:00 p.m. It was genius move and I stand by it.

He's feeling like such a big kid lately. Mostly I look at him and see a little boy who still needs his Mama so much, and I know that he will need his Mama for many years to come, and even into adulthood (I hope), but more and more I get glimpses of him as a boy -- a big boy, not a little boy. It hurts my chest. Obviously, I want him to grow and be happy and healthy and all of those things, but it's impossible not to mourn the loss of him as the little boy I've had for so long. And then, he sits right on my lap when I'm reading Grayson books on the floor, or he plays with my hair while I'm sitting next to him on the couch. And I am able to breathe a short sigh of relief and the weight is mercifully removed from my chest... at least until the next glimpse of him as my big kid.
4. We got our flu shots today. Lame. Both kids cried. Carter flipped a noodle. But it's done and I'm grateful for both that and for the fact that it's been one of those pesky things that continually stares up at me from my to-do list.
And that was my day. I hope you - whoever is reading this - had a wonderful day too.
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