Occasionally I find myself distracted and not chatting to the little one. She quickly reminds me what she wants and again it steals my heart. She wants my attention--just me. In the midst of busyiness, to do's, chaos, a messy house, messages to reply to, Baby J wants Mama. She seems to crave time looking into my eyes and its no longer just me who is just memorizing her face--she's locked into mine. I think she finds comfort knowing she is being held, and that sure makes me melt. No problem, I can stop my day anytime if thats what you want little one.
I sure wish I could get into her little head to know what she is thinking, or even feeling, as I talk to her, but I have to believe its time well spent. Her demeanor says it all as her once distracted eyes searching for the fan, light, or contrasting color now sees my face. Her ears can drown out the sound of the room and listen to the voice she has come to recognize. I love that moment, so I'll keep telling her new stories.
Well, most nights its something new. Sometimes I can't help but tell her some of my favorite stories again and again. After all, its hard not to tell her about the day life changed forever when we met her, or the day I first met her Daddy, or about some of my most favorite places I've been that I want to take her, or how could I not share about the hand of God I've seen over and over again. I tell her everyday's plan, about our routine and things that can sometimes feel mundane, but aren't. They are our life now. They especially aren't mundane because they have created this special moment for us throughout the night and day as this one sided conversation is clearly not so one sided. Her look says it all. Its a look of safety, comfort, love, joy, and craving more. So stories I shall tell!
Grateful for Baby J and the days we've had, heres to more ahead!
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