A Mom and her Son

On the weekends Brody and I get to spend extra one on one time together. Jeff works on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays. Usually these shifts make it so he doesn't return home until 1:30 in the morning. Last night, after I took my friend Jackie home, Brody was fast asleep in his carseat. He looked so peaceful and so cute in that moment. After we got home, I sat his carseat on the carpet and knelt down just to look at my little son sleeping peacefully there, all wrapped up in multiple blankets. Finally, I removed his blankets, unbuckled his straps, and took his limp, sleepy, little body from out of his carseat. I wrapped him up again in one of his warm blankets and just layed with him on the couch. I just stared at his little face. I thought about some of the things this little guy will someday experience. He is going to someday learn to count. He is going to someday take his first step. He is going to someday be a big brother. He is going to someday have his first day at Kindergarden. He is going to someday fall and scrap his little perfect knee. He is going to someday lose his first tooth. These little moments ran through my mind as a stared at his little face last night. I am so thankful that I get to be his mom and experience all of these small moments with him. I am excited to watch him grow and see what type of boy he becomes, and then see what type of man he becomes later. It is hard for me to believe that all these things and more will happen to this tiny little baby that I now can hold and cuddle right in my arms. I remember thinking that this is one of the only times in both of our lives that I can kiss his cute little face all over and he won't say, "Mom, stop that." Because I know that day will come. This is also one of the only times where he does fit into my arms and we can just lie on the couch and cuddle for hours, falling asleep until Dad gets home.