There’s a Jayden in my bed! {.48}

Lately, around 3:00AM to 5:00AM, Jayden has been running across the long hallway into Quentin and my bedroom. He’ll get really close to either of our faces and wisper “Mommy” or “Daddy”, then lift his arms up to get into bed. We’ll lift him up, put him in the middle of the bed, and go right back to sleep as a cute cuddly family. 

This morning, Quentin and I woke up confused. There was little Jayden asleep in our bed sighing, and making toddler noises, but we can’t remember who lifted him up. Did he climb in by himself? No, he couldn’t have, our bed is pretty high, one of us would have had to pick him up.

Anyway, as I was sleeping away I hear a little voice say {at 5:00AM} “Mommy, time to get up. I’m hungry.” “Ohhh no he didn’t,” I was thinking to myself. He usually eats breakfast 6:30AM every morning. He was trying to get close and cosy with me so he could get some early breakfast food out of me. I sent him right back to sleep and woke him up at 6:30AM, when he was supposed to wake up and start eating breakfast. He wasn’t too happy of course, but he got over it. 

There is always some kind of plot with that little munchkin. 

A characteristic of the normal child is he doesn’t act that way very often. 

Author Unknown

 

I love you {.027}

Goodbye weekend. You went by too fast, yet again. There wasn’t much to you this time, just relaxation, website building and listening to my noisy neighbors move out {yes!}. But, in the same low-key token you have taken on, you have been one of the most monumental weekends of my life. Don’t ask why weekend, I’m getting to that part.

You know that little being that grew inside of me for 8 months and some change? Yes, Jayden. Last night, after we read two books and he snuggled close to his Teddy in bed, he told me something. In fact, he told Quentin and I something pretty amazing {now I’m tearing up about it}.

While curled up in his bed, he looked up at me and said, “Mommy, I love you.” Then, he lifted his head up and said “Daddy, I love you!” It sounds pretty simple right? Wrong.

After Quentin or myself tuck Jayden in for bed, we always tell him that we love him. No matter what. The thing is, since he was born we’ve always said it first. To hear that sweet, innocent, little voice say “I love you” before we even got a chance to mutter it meant everything to me and then some.

I want our son to be loved, I want our son to be loving. Love is hard to teach sometimes because people disappoint you everyday – it’s life. But it’s nice to know that he’s learning how to be selfless and share. Last night he was selfless. He shared his love with us before knowing 100% for sure if he was going to get a response. He gave of himself, put his heart on his sleeve and got so much love in return. That is all life is really about & I pray he continues to do that. The lesson starts with the ones who are the closest to you. It’s weird to think of acts of love as “lessons”. But,  how else are you going to learn to love if no one told you they loved you?

Through the years we’ve taught him how to love & in that one moment he gave me a refresher of what we’ve been showing him. Giving of oneself in any capacity is love.

Love is that condition in which the happiness of

another person is essential to your own.


― Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land