Unbearable sweetness

You woke prematurely from your nap and did not like it. Crying as if your heart would break, yet barely able to open your eyes, you would not lie down again.

You couldn't tell me what was wrong, could only cry and burrow into me.

I gave you a PopTart to make you happy and it seemed to work. You wanted to eat it against my chest. You fell asleep that way: jelly across your cheek and my shirt, fingers grasping my arm.

I decided to let you rest and I eased back onto the couch so that I could hold you in my arms and watch your sticky, sleep-soft face and bask in the unbearable sweetness of you.

For an hour I could let it all fall away: the half-swept floor, the unfinished laundry, the dishes in the sink, the packing. Those will be the there when you wake. But this moment will be gone forever.

Comments

[Mom]

That's perfect honey. Live in the moment. What needs doing with get done but this time with Boo Bear will go much too swiftly.

[Beth]

What a sweet and lovely post. Yes, enjoy those baby moments while you can---they grow up so fast.

[Going Crunchy]

See....ahhhhhhhhh. The really hard times at being a Mama can pass and then it becomes a distant memory when you get the sweet times.

And given your previous post, I think you need a vacation from your vacation.

I still have final papers to grade. Blek.

[Alissa]

Oh. There's not much I miss about having babies, but I do miss having them sleep on me. What a great excuse to do nothing but enjoy my kids. If this was Flickr I'd fave this post. As it is I'll just say I love it and will probably visit it to read several more times.