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It amazes me still how close my kids are to me.
When they were new, neonates, I would have them sleep with me. Even when putting them in the middle of my bed, they somehow managed to "scooch" their way to me while sleeping; closer and closer and I would edge away while sleeping so as not to squish them. Of course, I never squooshed them. What often happened is finding myself falling out of my bed!
They are the same way. If we are taking naps together (got a king bed), I make it a point to get in the middle of them. That's how they want it anyway but I notice that even if we all are spaced "nicely" apart, when I wake up, they are pressed close against me on either side.
If I am reading in the parlor stretched out on the love seat, they see me and make a bee-line to see what I'm doing and then they sit with me and I have to move a little here, adjust some there. Eventually, I am surrounded! When I get up with some effort, they look perfectly comfortable where I was. "We'll keep your seat warm," they say. It looks like they were there the whole time!
Don't get me wrong...I love it! Their desire to be near me; to hug and cuddle and touch; just makes me feel so content. I knew that I wanted to be a mother when I was child. I didn't really know or think about the extra benefits and now that I do, I feel even more fulfilled as a mother.
OK, enough fuckin' sappy shit for tonight. *chuckling*
Nothing is sacred either! They expect me to be there for them, to answer any and all their questions. It is part and parcel of the "deal" raising children - no privacy; no boundaries; body is not your own; everything is a "lesson"; must be patient and understanding and paying attention even if annoyed or preoccupied; etc... Do I mind? Er, not much...I'd say about 2.5% minds. heh Still, it is worth it - at least to me.
OK! That is REALLY enough fuckin' sappy shit for tonight. *grinning*
holla@me posted by MobiusRazor at 23:33