Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Sneaky Lil Guy

My sweet Jaxen is full of life, full of energy and full of love. He has been sneakily creeping out of bed, after his sister is asleep. He sits at the top of the stairs for a few minutes, being as quiet as a mouse--(at least he thinks so). But, mom & dad know that he is there, by a creak in a floorboard, or a scuffle of a jammie foot. We glance at each other and then up at him, both trying to put our stern faces on.

As we look up in our sweet son's direction, our eyes meet--and Jaxen smiles the biggest smile, and you can practically see his eyes sparkle in the dark. Of course, not in a creepy way--they aren't glowing ;). He then waves to us, like he hasn't seen us in ages. With that smile and that happy wave, mom and dad's sternness fades away abruptly. How can you not smile back at someone so glowing and filled with joy just to see your face.

He creeps down the stairs, cute and coy--and grinning, he climbs up in mommy's arms. He snuggles, he hugs, he wraps his arms around me and rests his head upon my chest--and there is not even an ounce of power within me to turn him away. Instead, I enjoy this bonding time with my son, and know that it is important for him and for me.

There are no interruptions of laundry, or meals to be fixed, and most of all there is not another sibling vying for mom and dad's attention. Jaxen sits quietly, and just loves and soaks up his mommy's love.

Tonight, while he spent his mommy bonding time downstairs, he bumped his little finger, and needed a kiss. He held his finger up to me and I kissed it. He then realized, he needed more kisses, on each of his fingers--because one kiss on one finger, was clearly not enough. I kissed each finger, I kissed each wrist, I kissed each palm--until Jaxen was finally satisfied.

As, I sat there looking at him--I wondered how often do I zoom through the busy work of life, that I forget to sit and give Jaxen the endless kisses on his fingers? One day he won't want kisses on his fingers, well not from me anyway--and on that day my heart will break just a little.

May I cherish each moment that I can steal away to truly love my children. If that means the laundry piles up, the dishes sit, the dust settles, and someone misses their bedtime--then Let it Be, because I know these are moments I will never regret spending with my babies.

1 comment:

Amanda said...

i totally agree! My oldest baby is gonna be 8 yrs old next month and I can hardly believe it. Seems like just yesterday she started K-5! :( where does the time go? The littlest brat is 2 months old already, that doesnt even seem possible! Time flies when you get carried away with everything else. Thanks for writing that, hopefully I take the time to love every moment with my babies too. I'm sure my mom wishes she could get some time back, I just turned 27! :( 30 is just around the corner. Take care,