In This Moment….

I am the one who helps him keep his balance when he pulls up at the back  door the look at Lady through the window.

 

I am the one who wakes up at 6:30a.m. to the sound of his baby babble talk streaming through the monitor.

 

I am the one who pops out from around the corner yelling “BOO!!!” and sends him into a hysterical laughter. It’s his new favorite game, by the way. It never gets old. It’s still just as funny at 5:00p.m. as it was at 7:00a.m. when you played it for the first time that day.

 

I am the one who he clings to when we go to a new place or are around a group of new people and he feels scared.

 

I am the one who comforts him, who feeds him, who consoles him, who wipes the poop from his butt, and who goes into his room after he falls asleep at night and puts all the pacies back in his crib that he threw out so he will easily be able to find one if he wakes up in the middle of the night. Alright, and I make D do most some of these things most some of the time. He has to earn his keep around here somehow;)

 

Earlier today Thomas was in his walker in the kitchen while I folded laundry and put it away. We started a game of chasing each other around the island in the kitchen with me sneaking up behind him and yelling “BOO!!!” and then both us cracking up. It is hilarious to watch him because I literally scare him. He jumps out of his skin every time I pop out, even though he knows I’m behind the corner and knows I’m about to jump right back out at him. Well, the fun part about playing this game around the kitchen island is that he would try to come get me once he saw which corner I was hiding behind, but I would have already snuck around the other side of the island by that time and would be ready to jump out from behind him and give him even more of a thrill. We both were cracking up. It probably was the hardest I have laughed in a really long time. It was one of those times when I thought, “This is real joy. This is one of those few pure moments of life.”  The kind where you have such a grateful heart that all you can feel is adoration for your loved one and thanksgiving to the One who created him. I love the moments where I get so lost in the wonder and blessing of raising a little person that my heart is free from any frustration or weariness that it may carry from other aspects of motherhood. Don’t you know that God must love when we worship him through the love of parenting?!

 

I am so grateful for this time with Thomas when he is young and innocent and the biggest obstacle I have with him is keeping him from giving himself a concussion while learning to crawl, cruise, and walk. I know a day will come when parenting him looks completely different than it does now. There will be no more diapers to change and instead of jumping out from around a corner and yelling “BOO!!” at him, I will probably be yelling '”GET TO YOUR ROOM AND DON’T COME BACK OUT UNTIL YOU’VE CHANGED YOUR ATTITUDE, YOUNG MAN!!!!!”

 

…..Excuse me. Did anyone just hear Joan coming out in me??  Ah, this world may be an even scarier place than I realized!!

 

Anyways, back to what I was saying. I know that different seasons and challenges in the world of parenting lay/lie (what the heck is the correct word to use here anyway??)  ahead of me and Daniel. And I know that the “leave and cleave” season will come, too.  And I cringe at the very thought of her it:) I know that the Lord did not design little boys to stay at home forever with their Mommas. There is great purpose and fulfillment in everyone when a little boy is trained in the ways of the Lord in his home and is one day ready to leave his Momma and Daddy and to cleave to his new wife and life. But still!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

So today,  my dear friends in blog world, I am going to live in this moment with my son and cherish it. I am going to log off of the computer for the day and spend the rest of our “free time” for the day on the floor with Thomas. Wrestling, spitting, scratching our butts, biting, whatever it is little boys do:)