It was the middle of the night, but it certainly did not matter to him. He had slept a full two hours and that feat created an intense need for a 4 ounce bottle of milk. The moon fell on my new baby's face, adding an extra heaviness to the already giant newborn. I struggled to keep my arms from shaking so the baby could focus on eating. I softly sang the song that I would sing every night for the next 8 years. "Mama loves her baby. baby. baby. Mama loves her baby. Baby jack" In 2 years, I would add a new verse: "Mama loves jack. Mama loves max. Mama loves her baby. Baby boys" My 4 day old son stopped the rhythmic sucking on the bottle, shifted his eyes from "baby world" to mine, and smiled. I knew at that moment, my title would forever be MAMA. I would work hard the next 17 years to add value to my new name. Today was just another day as MAMA, but little life moments are what I cherish most. This evening, I sat on my porch, adjusting my brain from work to home. I shifted my eyes from "busy world" to my son's eyes. He towered over me as he told me about his day. I smiled. My baby is a wonderful young man.
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