I woke up today feeling like my head is a hollow husk, my eyes so dry they probably shrunk in size, with a toddler wriggling on all fours, ready to pounce. I pretended to fall back asleep.
WHAM! My nose shattered to a million pieces. Or at least that was how it felt. JC lifted up the wrecking ball a.k.a his head, revealing a big, cheerful grin. My resolve to yell at him disappeared somewhat as I realized he was trying to mimic me rubbing noses with him. Instead, I cupped his cheeks affectionately and pressed my lips onto his forehead.
Ahh. Another zombie day at work. Oh well, at least I can have breakfast with him before heading off to work. He was already up and running, pointing at the box of animal puzzles and grunting animatedly. "You want?" I teased him with a juggle of the puzzle box. "Wan ah!" I placed it on the floor and he got busy.
"Wanna eat breakfast? Mum mum?" "Mum mum!!" He dashed out of the room and headed for the fridge. "CHEESE!" he declares his choice of breakfast.
"How about some cornflakes today?" I shook the cornflakes carton box for effect. He closed the fridge door and nodded his head. "Wan!"
I sat him down on his seat and placed a bowl of cornflakes in front of him. He pointed at his cup of milk and said, "Put." I poured some milk onto his cereal, a little surprised that he remembered that cornflakes could be eaten with milk - he'd only had it once before.
We ate in comfortable silence, punctuated by his occasional 'niom niom niom' sounds as he messily fed himself with a spoon.
I finished up my bowl of cereal, confiscated his soggy cornflakes coz he was starting to play with it, and wiped him clean.
"OK, mommy's going to work now. Mommy will be back in eight hours, k? You be a good boy," I gave him a tight hug and a kiss. He walked me to the door. "Buh bye," he let go of my hand.
How he has grown - from the hysterically crying boy whenever I step out of the door to this calm, accepting child before me.
Being a mom can be such a stretch to my heartstrings.
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