Yesterday, when I got home the boys were asleep so I decided to catch a 30min workout. When I got back I cleaned a bit and showered. As soon as I got out the shower I woke them up from their nap. And I proceeded to look for the lotion so could finish grooming myself. Of course I could not find it and began to panic and proceeded to get a little frustrated as a result.
Nevertheless, Mason came up to me and I picked him up and he said “thank you for picking me up mommy”! And I just sat on my bed with him cuddling, rubbing his back and hugging for probably 30 to 45 minutes. In that time my mind began to race and list all the things I needed to do; like find the lotion, fold clothes or some other miscellaneous household chores that could definitely wait.
However, my mind began to quiet because my son was not ready to let me go. He laid his head on my shoulder and held me so sweetly. So I just sat there rocking and holding him as long as he needed and wanted. It was a such a humbling and sobering experience. Just stopping everything and being with him in that moment was blissful.?