Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts
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Thursday, June 18, 2009

mystery



This is one of my favorite things that Isaac does. Sometimes, when I go to burp him, he will rest his sweet head on his forearms on my chest, close his little eyes, and breathe deeply in and out.

I just love it.


Lately, he'll be resting on my lap, and he'll put his little hand out and rest it on my arm. This also makes me just melt. He is such a sweet little guy (and I feel bad for being less able to appreciate this when I don't get enough sleep, but this morning we slept in).


Henri has been kicked out of the bed for the time being - partly because of his paranoia that he will roll over onto Isaac or that Isaac has stopped breathing, and partly because three people in that bed is just a little too much, even if one of them is a just-under-two-feet-long-person. (Does one need to use "person-first" language in this case? If so, I guess he would be a person who is just-under-two-feet-long. I don't think it matters. ;))


I have given Isaac the nickname "Mistah lovah lovah" (which of course comes from that old Shaggy song "Mr. Boombastic"), because he loves to be around people all the time if he is awake. He likes to snuggle, sleep, be swung by Henri; I guess in summation he just likes to be loved - but he loves back, and that is why he is Mistah lovah lovah.
After we took a much needed nap yesterday ala example in this photo, I was just looking at Isaac and thinking about how I still don't completely understand that he is here forever, just that I know I usually love spending time with him and that we are hanging out. I guess that the phenomenon of babies being born is, in a way, a mystery. Sure, there's the factual, scientific steps:
1. Sperm + egg
2. Mitosis
3. Enlarge and or differentiate cell
4. Repeat steps 2 and 3 ad nauseum
5. Labor and delivery
However, for me, that does not equate with Isaac's little face when he stretches, or rests on my chest, or even when he is screaming his lungs out. When I first thought about it, I thought it was a kind of miracle, but I am starting to think it is more of a mystery. We know what happens, and we know the result, but it still can't be fully comprehended.
Anyways, my little mystery is starting to stretch and wake up in Form of Trickery #3, so... that's all I have to say about that!