Watching a Person Grow
Mushy post.
Baby cried while sleeping, and since this is my usual time for working on my PC, I heard him. I carried my baby from his bed to the sofa at our living room so that I could look at him while I work.
He played around the backyard unfettered today and he was screaming gleefully the whole time he was trying to dislodge the shirts drying on the clothesline using his head. For once, I did not mind it even if he sometimes fell. Early evening, I saw a gash on his arm, a small one, and I felt very guilty. I soaped the area gingerly asking him if it hurts. Apparently, it doesnt.
I just feel very gentle towards my baby right now. My arms ached from carrying him and I noticed that he gained weight. We just gave away some of his baby clothes and I’m still feeling sentimental.
I’m enjoying this feeling actually. Later today, he will be up and screaming and toppling things again, and I’ll be back to being Mommy Cop to him.
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