There are so many moments in the day when I'm totally exasperated with my son, little A. He is usually so deeply engrossed in whatever he is doing that he tunes out everything else. When he's making paper planes ( the latest craze, and thankfully a cheap one), he doesn't hear me telling him to do something, he forgets to pick up a bite of breakfast or to swallow the bite already in his mouth. Drinking milk can take forty five minutes when he's watching Mickey and friends...
And then there are the moments when he reduces me to a little puddle of mush.He's been having bad dreams for the past few days and we've been so tired that we have given up and bring him into our bed each time. Last night he went through another such episode, on a night when I was dog tired. Later he woke up to use the bathroom. Still later he wanted a drink of water and I yelled at him.
Then early this morning, cuddled up next to me, he says, "I feel so safe when you're near me, mamma."
Then when we were both up, he tells me, "Even when I'm as big as Priyesh ( our downstairs neighbour's 9 year old) I'll still play with you. Even when I'm 100 I'll still play with you, mamma."How cute is that!
(Cross-posted from Desi Momz Club)
2 comments:
Lovely blog, title, layout, colours and stories, bird's eye view.
Seeing that you're now a mother of two, and blogging about them, I'd say it's about time you forgot that you were once 'not very maternal'. You can't get more maternal than you come across now, girl.
Thanks so much, mummyjaan!I know I'm pretty maternal now, it's just that that always surprises me, even after 2 kids and 4 and a half years!
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