Friday, February 15, 2008

Mommies leave your personal space at the door...

Sometime I feel like raising small children is like walking into a den of raccoons with a pocket full of crackers. I feel like I am constantly getting pawed at. Whether its Baby Bug needing my breasts for his food and general pacification, or Little Man who insists he must be touching me in some way All. The. Time. I admit there are days that I just want to scream out rules about personal space to my little ones, and I admit I often have to remind myself that my kids only want to be near me and that there will come a time when they don't and I will really wish for this time back, so I must not ruin it by being grumpy. And even then I still sometimes get a little selfish with my body and firmly suggest that Little Man keep his hand/foot/mouth away from my face/ear/arm/leg/hair. So Little Man decided to give me a little reminder a few days ago...

As I was walking around the kitchen cleaning up the lunch aftermath Little Man took to putting a hand in each of my back pockets and "following me" as I worked. After a few seconds of this fun, I asked him, "why are you doing this me?" Not understanding sarcasm yet Little Man piped right up with his answer, "Because I love you mom."
PAUSE
Ok Little Man proceed...and I love you too.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ok, so that's sweet. We need those reminders...

I just LOVED your first sentence though - I am all by myself here, and I just laughed out loud! I didn't even have to read further to know what ya meant, but I did, because I'm curious that way :)

Anonymous said...

You said it well.

What a sweet little one!

Anonymous said...

I completely understand!!! Sometimes when i am feeding the new babe and ashton is almost feeding her too b/c he is almost on my lap...i have to tell him to give me some SPACE!!! i, too, agree that we should cherish those moments but sometimes it is too much for me to handle...!!

Anonymous said...

awww! i know exactly what you mean. and after the youngest had stopped nursing, and i finally had THAT part of me back to 'non sharing' terms, he'd still just look down my shirt. just to say hi and remember the good times.