“I love you”
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We communicated the other week.
David was laying on the floor and I was tossing the blanket on top of him and then snatching it off (which always gets a wonderful laugh out of him) and I saw him mouth “I love you” to me. My blood instantly ran cold and my heart started beating fast and despite the fact that I know there is no way he could have possibly done that intentionally, it made my day.
I texted Justin as soon as it happened and he asked if I had “gotten into the cough syrup again.”
The whole ordeal made me excited for when he can actually talk to me.
I’m so curious about his personality. I’m anxious for him to grow up and see him develop into a little boy, but I know I’ll long for these baby days again one day.
I wonder if he’ll be a little shy and nervous, like I was as a kid. I remember being painfully shy for years and I always wished I could break out of that. My move to North Carolina in ’06 was the greatest contributor to breaking the shyness trait, but it still surfaces in certain situations.
David is a little leery of strangers, loud noises and unfamiliar territory. I’m sure a great deal of this is simply due to being a 5 month old baby. Everything is new, and a lot of newness can seem overwhelming.
He’s very curious about the large black camera that I stick in his face from time to time. I take, on average, nearly 200 pictures, and only about 10-12 are actually clear. He’s an active little guy.
Over the weekend he learned to grab onto his toes. It’s his new favorite thing. Almost any time I lay him on his back, his feet go right up and his little arms reach out to find a good grip on his toes. Before too long I’m sure he’ll be sticking a foot in his mouth and using it as a teether.
Having just returned from a weekend away on Monday, it’s been really nice to get back into the swing of things around here. It’s my personal mission to get him to mouth “I love you” again, so that’s what fills our days.
And while I enjoyed the weekend off from having an arm covered in drool, I couldn’t help but let out a deep breath yesterday and settle back into my role as “mom”.