I sat down to write this post with every intention of relaying my heart flutters at hearing Jake call me mama. But, now, here's my quandry: I remembered a bunch of completely awesome stuff about him, but how do I put them into coherent sentences?! Oh well...here it comes!
The first time Jake called me mama, I had just got done changing his diaper, and put him at the coffee table to play with his trucks, so I could hang up my coat. I was just a few feet away at the closet, but he was calling for me, "mama... mama... mama..."
It melted me right into the floor, but, for some reason, it didn't really sink in. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that it was either meal time, or nap time, and he was kinda acting like 'hey, let's light this candle, huh?'?
But, it really, completely hit me to my core after dinner one night. He sits in his highchair at the bar so I can prep, feed us, and clean up without having to think about him by himself in the dining room. I pull his chair right up and he watches me cook, which I happen to adore!
Anyway, I'm getting ready to stand him up in his highchair to get all the crumbs off him and he reaches up with both arms, smiles at me, and, in his sweet little baby voice, says "Ma ma". If I weren't so incredibly moved, touched, happy.... I would have cried. I'll never forget that!
I couldn't wait to tell Gary!! He was so excited :-)
After J had said Dada as his first word, he hadn't been close to Mama; in fact, it never came up. Instead, he'd constantly mimic my sounds; he'd play with my hair and say "ha ha ha...", I'd tell him we're getting his sippy and he'd say "sss sss sss...". So, mama was a definite, but welcome, surprise :-)
He just doesn't stop amazing me! He's not walking yet, so I walk around all day with him, while he holds my fingers, but I ask him to go certain places and he does it! I'll ask him to take me to change his diaper, he walks me to the changing table and stands by the cabinet with all the diapers. At night, I'll tell him it's time to take a bath so he walks me to the bathroom. During a meal, I'll ask if I can have a taste and he grabs a fistful of food and holds it out to put in my mouth! And, when we're done with the meal, when I say "Ahhh" he opens his mouth and lets me clean his teeth! It's just insane everything that he's understanding, and all the ways we're interacting. We've, officially, reserved our spot for the Kindermusik class starting next month and I cannot wait to see the ways that helps him to grow!
He astounds me on the daily and I get so excited just waiting for it! He has favorite books, his molars are coming in/partially through and I had no idea (YAY on that one!), we've slept in until 10 on more than a few occasions (maybe because of the molars?!) and I go into his room to find him sitting up, just staring out the slats of the crib, waiting for me :-) Oh man, this kid is the bomb!!
I'd love to hear your proud, parenting stories!! I love chatting with my mama friends who have been through things before and can describe how amazing certain feats are, or even just to watch them as they tell certain stories. I love it!
Who knew mamahood was such a kick in the pants?!