I've been having fun as a Mom lately. My son is old enough to walk around and get into everything, but still young enough to find the handles on dresser drawers fascinating and laugh every time I sneeze or cough. For some reason the whole theatrical cough thing, that started at age 2 months for him, just never left. And I love it! I hope he always thinks coughing is funny (though this might put him in some awkward social situations eventually, but by then he can just snigger in his head), because if I can just have this one thing, I can hold onto his babyhood for.e.ver. Of course next will be farting and laughing, but for now...
I love that I get to read books to him in funny voices and accents, and he just eats it up. I feel like I'm being given the opportunity to perform on a type of stage, and there's no one else I'd rather have in my audience. He loves to hear me sing, see me dance, and he adores making funny faces with me at breakfast. He's hilarious, and he thinks I'm hilarious. It's kind of like being a movie star in my own home, which is a relief because now I won't need to pursue my dream of becoming the first Real Housewife of my town.
So. Because I've had my coffee today and a little fun with my Monkey, for the rest of the day I will focus on all of the happy surprises that come with Mommyhood. And maybe I will have the wisdom and foresight to revisit this post on the (sometimes many) days of the week I feel inadequate or can't see past the tiny finger prints on the glass door.
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