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  • syd
    December 17, 2008

    So sweet. And so true. xo

  • December 17, 2008

    You’re totally right there.  There’s no way I was born a mother, but somehow I am one and that didn’t happen at the moment the boy was born.

  • andra
    December 17, 2008

    this reminds me of a song by the Bare Naked Ladies - on their Anacktime CD.
    “There are things that make me mad - you are not one of them. There are things that make me sad - you are not one of them. There are things that make me Dad - you seem to be all of them.”

  • December 17, 2008

    this is soooooooooooooooooooooo true for me.

    xo

  • December 17, 2008

    Very true hon. Very true!

    Le sigh….

    It’s these moments that are SO worth it.

  • December 17, 2008

    Yes, yes, yes! Every night, ‘round about two a.m., our five-year-old half sleep-walks into our room and snuggles between us until morning. He is so, so sweet—beautiful everything. I don’t even mind when he accidentally elbows me in the face! And every night, before he goes to bed (in his own bed) he asks me to snuggle with him - and when I forget to go in there before he’s asleep, I really regret it - I think that’s one more chance I missed!

  • December 18, 2008

    Yes, I often have those kind of revelations at 3am.  They’re the best kind to have!

  • December 18, 2008

    I love your post and I also love how Jackson referred to you as “Mrs Finger”.  So classic.

  • December 19, 2008

    You put that so lovingly. Now, excuse me, I need to get to T-mobile.

  • December 19, 2008

    Very sweet. I had a “wow I *MADE* this kid - that’s really a miracle” moment this past week. Funny how those moments seem to happen when they’re finally resting peacefully. grin

  • December 20, 2008

    Patois, I know, right? And Michelle, totally, if you’re going to promote yourself on a site PLEASE for the love of GOD know what site you’re promoting on.

    Jackson? You chose the wrong post, honey. If you wanted to give ME a free flight in honor of putting something on my blog we could’ve chatted because you know how all mommy bloggers are hand-out whoring types. So, sorry, I’m deleting it as spam.

  • Scott
    December 20, 2008

    Nicely said, Leslie. I have moments like this when I get up in the middle of the night for my own pottie break and I check in on my son and see him sleeping all snuggled up in his Cars and camoflauge blankets, with toys strewn all around the bed.

    And just the other day I was sitting on the couch watching him use the computer like a pro, watching his little wheels turn as he clicked through the screens and did his thing. Watching his face glow in the light from the monitor and Christmas trees I thought, “Wow. This amazing kid didn’t come out of me, but he is made up from a part of me, and he’s part of my life every day forever.”

    It was the same feeling as when I first brought him home from the hospital. I don’t think I did anything but just stare at him and watch him breathe and be amazed that whole first week.

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