Monday, May 13, 2013

Poor, poor, sweet boy

This little guy had shots today. Not a happy moment for either of us. I have rarely heard him cry like that. Actually, the only other time I've heard that weak, heart-wrenching cry/whimper was when I was cutting his nails and accidentally pinched the skin pretty hard. I felt absolutely horrible. I make James do it now.
So anyway, he's been pretty fussy today, poor thing. The nurse said that the shots can make his legs hurt and even cause a fever. James and I were going to go out on a date today because its our two year anniversary {of being together, not of being married} but after hearing his pitiful cries and knowing he'll probably be in some pain, we picked up some baby tylenol and decided to stay home with him and take care of the little guy. And I'm so glad we did! He would cry whenever we put him down and has slept so much better in our arms. I love him.

Yesterday, I sat by a very tender-hearted woman in church. I was holding a happy Eli in my lap, his head swiveling from side to side {he's still working on those neck muscles and such}. He stops when he sees her face looking at him, and starts grinning from ear to ear. You need to understand something--Eli's smiles are the BEST. They are the gift that keeps giving. He's just this little heavenly being that has so much love in him. Anyway, when he smiles, he rEaLLy smiles. He makes eye contact and his eyes light up and make the best smile crinkles and he has a huge open-mouth grin that spreads from ear to ear. From there, he'll either stick his tongue in and out, raise his eyebrows up and down, or crinkle his nose. It's the big Shabamm when he does these all at once. Anyway, this kind lady got his very best grin, for like 2 minutes straight! Some tears started rolling down her face as she smiled back at him and she said something that really touched me. "They do so much more for us than we do for them." Simple, but so true. Sure, I devote all my time and energy taking care of him, nurturing him, feeding him, cleaning up after him, playing with him, holding him and so much more, but I don't feel any bothersome-ness about doing it. And that's because.. it's him. It's my sweet little boy. My little being that is still so close to heaven. His smiles fuel my energy. It's so easy to love that little face and to kiss those smiling cheeks and to snuggle that squishy little body. I'll hold him until my arms hurt and my back aches. Which I have. I've never been this exhausted and this happy.

Wow, I think that's enough for today.
I always have to give a shout out to my awesome husband. He's always right next to me, enjoying and experiencing these same things. He spoils me so much with his love and willingness to help.