Jus' parents came up this afternoon to hang out with the kids, so I got a few hours to slip away and gather my thoughts. I was actually looking forward to using this time to run some errands that I rather rarely get to, but because it is well into the afternoon, my fuel has begun to run low. I did, however, get a moment to sit in front of my macbook and stare, which is a lot for me these days, it is. I just kinda let my brain go blank instead of forcing it to get something done. So here we are. I just let my fingers start typing...
...and we have come to the end of my first full week of mommy-dom. It's been quite interesting, to say the least, and honestly, I've come to truly enjoy it. Of course, I'm still getting used to this new life, so not everything is kosher cozy. It's still quite an adjustment. For one, you think you will be able to get to your to-do list and watch it decrease in size, when the opposite is actually what happens. You not only rarely get to it, it is in fact growing. Besides the maturing list, the first three days of this week I had come to all but completely forget that I even had a list of side projects because, well, my vision and energies were all being focused on the task at hand: being none other than super mom.
"mommy...where ARE you...."
Like I said though, amidst the bottles and the screams and spilled milk, I've come to enjoy it. For example, I've learned what the daycare teachers were saying when they talked about how much Colin talks. I mean, yes the boy loves to talk, I'll admit it. I see it. But now I really HEAR it. He talks all. the. time. It's amazing! Sometimes I just stop what I'm doing to hear him having his latest observation spoken out or I get to overhear a new conversation he is having with himself, or the one he's pretending to have with Travis. Sometimes in the car, he's quietly sharing all his thoughts and dreams to whomever he thinks is listening (it would be me, but he's usually talking as if that someone is right next to him. maybe he's letting travis in on his secrets? who knows.)
In either case, it's been so fun to watch. And to see how much of a social bug he really is. Every trip to the store has resulted in him starting a conversation with the girl at the register or with another child in another cart or just with him waving bye on our way out of Target while repeating "goodbye everybody. goodbye. see you later!" At the playground he just assumes he's everyone's best friend. It's really pretty cool. If anything it's forcing me to push out of the just-the-three-of-us bubble and meeting other mommas and kids. Maybe next week we need to take that visit to the library. I'll keep you posted.
Anyway, it takes everything within me not to just cover him with kisses each time. I do enough, trust me. But he would never get to do anything else if I didn't control myself here and there. The best part is when he just stops whatever he's doing to say "thank you momma" and runs over to give me a big hug and kiss ON HIS OWN.
::Sigh::
I truly am blessed. It really does seem to make the chaos and stress just melt away.
Poor Jus, doesn't even know what he's missing ...
