Perfect Moment Monday–My Boy

The weekend before classes started, Oscar and I got to hang out together while his papa went camping with some friends. It was nice to spend some quality time with him before going back to work full-time.

Darin referred to Oscar as “his boy” shortly after he was born, and I liked the sound of it. Our boy. And he is such a boy. He reminds me of a description in Chaucer of a horsely horse, a horse that is the very definition of a horse. Oscar is a climber, a jumper, a fearless explorer. He is also smart and funny and sweet.

In the coming months I will be away from him more than I have ever been. The busy start of the school year already has me reeling (and neglecting this blog!) and I’m not sure how I’m going to get it all done. Most of all, I’m a little sad that I won’t be there for every moment, every expression, every laugh, every gesture. However, I do get the special privilege of coming home at the end of the day and seeing that little face. What more could I ask for?

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Letter to Oscar–Month Six

We are at the halfway mark, halfway until the clock strikes one year. It has been six months since your papa stopped me as I walked out the door on the way to the hospital. Stopped me for one last kiss, because we would leave as two and return as three.

You were a little pea in my pod last winter, and I’ll never forget those hushed and snowy days when I held you in my belly and we communicated in the language only a mother and her unborn baby know, the language of touch and sound. But as hard as I try, I cannot remember the last time I felt you moving inside me.  That makes me a little sad.

It’s kind of ridiculous, I mean, you’re not gone. You’re right here at my feet pulling books off the shelf and shouting gleefully as you fling them to the far corners of the room.

All along during my pregnancy I planned on having a special moment to say goodbye to you, to that special closeness we would never share again. We went everywhere together, and we were one and the same for such a brief period. I assumed I would have a long labor, and it would take me a long time to push you out. It all happened so fast, the hospital, the bright lights, and then you were literally severed from me, and each day we are separated a little bit more.

First, your belly button healed and that last little bit of your umbilical cord fell off. Now you are beginning to eat solid foods, and eventually you will no longer need my milk. Each of these is a happy milestone and a victory of sorts. That’s what life is, we have to leave the ones we love: to explore, to walk, to go to school, to make new friends, to become parents ourselves. Time doesn’t stop, and I don’t think we’d want it to.

At six months you are really coming into your personality. You are on the go, not crawling yet but that doesn’t stop you. You love to talk to the stuffed animals in your crib. You also love to rearrange and redecorate every space you occupy. In that way you take after both of your grandmas. You like to shake your sippy cup joyously, watching and listening to the sloshing water. You like to feed yourself, thank you very much. You also suffer from food envy, just like your mama. What you’re eating is good, but what somebody else is eating looks much more exciting. You prefer the remote control, the phone, Mama’s shoes, and Papa’s CD collection to any of your toys. You like to spend time alphabetizing your DVDs. You join in the conversation and you laugh at Mama’s jokes, even if Papa doesn’t think they’re funny. My favorite time is when we bring you to bed in the morning and you roll over from one side to the other, grabbing each of our noses and squealing with delight., as if to say, “There you are, I’m so glad you’re still here this morning. What are we going to do today?” We are delighted with you, our little boy, and are so glad you chose us to be your parents.

Love, Mama

Perfect Moment Monday–Home

Last night I got back from Tucson where I went for a few days with Oscar to visit my dad and his family. Darin and I both have family in Tucson, which is the only reason to go from a place where the average summer temperature is 80 degrees to a place where the average summer temperature is 110 degrees. I had a good time, but as always, being away from home makes me appreciate home that much more. Last night as I drove up into the mountains I turned off the air conditioner, rolled down the window, and breathed in the smell of cool, pine-scented evening air.  That smell always makes me think one thing: Ah…home.

This morning I brought Oscar to bed at around 6:30. I nursed him and then he slept with us until 8:30.  I’ve been doing this for about a week and I love it. First of all, Oscar sleeps later when he sleeps with us (this is only true in the mornings; he is normally too restless for co-sleeping and does better in his crib during the night). Secondly, when he’s in bed with us he doesn’t sleep with his face pressed into a blanket.  He sleeps with his arms flung wide and a self-satisfied little smile.  It’s a smile that says, “I’m right where I belong.”

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Perfect Moment Monday–Oscar’s Touch

I have been very lucky to be a stay-at-home mom to Oscar this summer.  I will be returning to work in a few weeks, so this is a good time for me to begin participating in Perfect Moment Monday, because I’ve been trying to slow down and savor these moments with Oscar.

Oscar loves to touch and explore my face.  His favorite facial feature is noses.  He loves my nose and his papa’s nose, and also thinks it’s funny when you grab his nose.  My favorite time with Oscar is right after he is done nursing.  He lays back on the Boppy and touches my face and “talks” to me and laughs.  It’s very intimate and precious. There is so much love in my heart for this little boy, sometimes I feel like it’s going to explode.

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