Thanks everyone, for the well wishes. Wy is finally feeling better today, which is good because last night both Caleb and I came down with his lovely little virus. It hit Caleb harder than it hit me, which I believe has everything to do with the fact that I got a flu shot this year. Now all I have to do next winter is remind Caleb of his face time with the toilet bowl last night and he'll wholeheartedly agree to a shot.
I have done more laundry in the past three days than I believe I ever have in my entire life. Dirty, dirty laundry, and I count myself lucky that it hit after we moved in and had access to a full size washer and dryer. I almost cried the first time I pulled the clothes out of the dryer and wasn't hit with a mouthful of lint. It was so wonderful.
In other non-puke / poop related news, Wyatt has started to roll from back to front. I have yet to catch it on camera because he is so dang elusive about it. I've only seen it happen a couple of times, he usually decides to flip the second I glance away. I grab a water bottle out of the fridge and POP! he's on his stomach. He's started sleeping on his side, and one day I laid him down in his crib and he immediately rolled and wrapped both arms around his duck and fell asleep. It was so cute it was almost sickening. I wanted to take a picture but was afraid it would wake him, and I hope I never forget that image.
There are so many things about being a mother that I love, so many little details about Wyatt and his personality that I want to remember. He's growing up so quickly and I'm afraid I'll forget the little sounds he makes as he soothes himself to sleep, or the way he reaches up to run his fingers through my hair while he nurses. The sound of his belly laugh when we tickle him, or the way he rests his hand on my arm when he sits on my lap. Yesterday when neither he or I were feeling good I laid on the couch with him and turned on the TV. He hadn't been napping well, was tired but couldn't seem to stay asleep for longer than 20 or 30 minutes. We both sat there cuddling for a few minutes and then he quickly drifted off to sleep. I started to get up to go lay him down in his crib, but I had a thought - he wasn't going to be this small forever, I wouldn't always be able to hold him while he slept.
So I settled back down in the corner of the couch and enjoyed my sleeping boy for a little longer.






I love this post. And I'm glad that you held him a little longer. I love those moments where it hits you how wonderful these little people are, and how temporary their little-ness is. I already miss holding Adam while he sleeps.
Posted by: Hilary | April 30, 2009 at 09:21 PM
This is sweetness, my dear.
Posted by: Abby | April 30, 2009 at 11:36 PM
I totally know what you are talking about! I find myself saying yes to things that I don't normally say yes to just cuz I remember that there will come a day when they wont want to do those things. Such as sleep by me in bed until Nick comes to bed, or hold them even if I am really busy. I think I will bawl when they don't want to snuggle with me anymore. Codee has already started and it makes me sad.
Posted by: Rachel | May 01, 2009 at 07:41 PM