Poppa Bear and I are 95% sure we are done having babies. It makes me so sad to think I will never carry a baby in my belly ever again. I would love to experience pregnancy in a less stressful manner, experience a full term pregnancy, and experience a normal delivery, where I get to hold my baby and snuggle as soon as he or she is born.
Little Bear woke up around 11:00 last night. Normally I just give him his binkie and he goes back to sleep. All was quiet except the sound of rain from their noise machine, and the room was lit by little stars on the ceiling from their little twilight turtles...so I decided to pick him up, sit in the rocking chair, and rock and snuggle...run my cheek over his head...give him little kisses...listen to him breathe...and enjoy the moment.
As I enjoyed the moment, I got to thinking about how this may be the last time I ever get to do this...rock and snuggle my babies....I mean obviously they're still going to be small for a while....but before I know it, the boys are going to be big boys.....they won't want to be rocked and snuggled. They won't want to hang out with their mommy and play silly games and sing silly songs and make silly faces.
This moment reminded me so much of the Love You Forever book by Roger Knapp. I am going to be that mommy, that sneaks into her child's room at night...no matter what age...picks up her child and rocks him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, saying...I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as I'm living, my baby you'll be.