Thank you, thank you for your kind words and great name suggestions yesterday. You guys are the best.
There were some names we haven’t considered and a few that I think deserve a second look. Hopefully after we meet her “we’ll know.”
Now that we are mostly ready, I’ve been enjoying slowing down a bit and taking better care of myself, but in the same turn I am also getting anxious. Up until now, I’ve been so busy that I haven’t had time to get antsy.
To try to offset the anxiety, I’ve been trying to soak up my kids a little more.
Yesterday, I washed the sheets and piled them in a big lump on our unmade bed. Reid couldn’t resist. He jumped right in and snuggled up.
Then…invited me to join him. Normally, I would give some kisses and hugs and then kick him out of the sheets so I could make the beds. But this time, we laid and talked for half an hour. I don’t know if this is normal for a three year old boy, but it’s normal for this three year old boy. He’s a talker and snuggler…I think he’ll be a good husband. 🙂 This is the same boy that, upon overhearing me tell my husband about my bad day, came up, squished my face between his little hands and said, “You are awesome Mom! I love you! Let me help you. Watch my cool jump! It’s so awesome huh?” Yep…he’ll be one of the good ones.
So we laid there, and he talked a little bit about poop, farts and bums and random boy things like that. I mostly listened, taking in his perfect little three year old features. Marveling at his little hands and long lashes…his perfect skin, how much he sounds just like Owen did at this age. Then he leaned over and told me he wanted to be with me “an ever!” Melt my heart.
As we leaned close to each other and wrapped our arms around each other, I told him I could hear his heart beat.
“Heart beep?” he asked.
“No, heart beaT” I said.
“Oh….Heart beep. ha ha!” he retorted.
Soon after, he hopped up and was off to play…with a toy fishing pole in the baby’s bath tub I might add.
I may not feel totally ready for sleepless nights, healing from another delivery, worrying incessantly about how many times someone else eats, pees and poops, but I can’t wait to have another soul to marvel over.
I am definitely lucky in motherhood.
And friendship. Thanks for the booties Amy.
I hope your day is beautiful. I’ll be back tomorrow with details from Owen’s 7th birthday party.
this is beautiful. he WILL be a good husband. i hope my son is this perfect and precious at 3.
So sweet! Isn't being a mom the best? My won used to call it a heart beep too. He's now 10 and we still say hart beep!
awwww so so so sweet! those little fleeting moments of just mom and child. i treasure those too! if only kids just stayed small a little longer!!! im convinced that age 10 and under is my favorite age! the teen years are not so great!!!!
Motherhood is awe-some, right? Oh, and I'm thinking Reid + Clover? I'll start planting seeds 😉
so sweet. so glad you're able to soak it all in like that. 🙂
Ha ha! Love Katy's comment. What a sweet heart! And what a beautiful post. Thanks, Delia!
I love your blog and my husband always jokes that its because you kind of remind me of myself. And I was going to suggest my girl's names for you…to find that they both were suggestions already given. So, I'll re-suggest them. Eden and Leila are my little girl's names. We say that if we have another girl we might name her Claire. Best of luck to you!
Melts my heart too. To marvel over children has to be one of the most special things in all the world. You now have pictures to remember this moment. Love Reed's personality. 🙂 So excited to see the new little one! Take care.
Precious memories! I love those kinds of moments with my little girls. It's great when you can slow down and just soak in those times without having to rush on to something else.
Am I the only one tearing up? How sweet, and how perfectly you described the moment. I don't have children yet, but I certainly pray that I will get the enjoy moments like these! Thanks for sharing 🙂
Sweetest. Post. Ever.
So very, very sweet.
My three year old runs up to me all the time to have me put my hand on his chest and feel his "heart beeping". Love it so much.
what a sweet post. I think you summed it up perfectly at the end there. The sacrifices are totally worth.