Jack started crawling. He's also wearing size 18 month clothing. He's only 8 months old, but he has a really long torso, like his daddy. So hard to believe that my baby is on the move and will soon be a toddler!
Parker and Maddie were especially wonderful last week. I don't know if it was because it was spring break, and we had nothing to do but stay home and relax, or if they are maturing on some level. Hoping for the latter!
Some brief examples:
When grandma bought them a bag of popcorn to share at the craft store, Maddie literally fed pieces to Parker, then gave him her quarter so he could have 2 turns on the mechanical horse. (It's pretty ancient and bucks like a bull, so her decision might have been fear-driven, but it was still sweet.)
On a different afternoon, I returned to the backyard after changing one of Jack's diapers inside, and I happened upon the two of them talking, as Parker gently pushed Maddie on the swing set. I stopped dead in my tracks, with tears in my eyes. It was so precious [and rare], I didn't want them to see me and stop.
When we are in the van and it's nearing a feeding time for Jack, Maddie will gently feed him little baby cereal puffs, one at a time, to keep him from crying.
The other morning, Parker requested to give Jack a bottle. I propped them on the couch with pillows and watched as Parker carefully tilted the bottle back. When Jack started drinking, Parker laughed, "This is fun!" He kissed the top of Jack's head and snuggled in close.
One afternoon, we were playing in Parker's room when I realized I needed to switch the laundry. It was about time for Parker and Maddie to have quiet time in their rooms and Jack to nap. Maddie went to her room without complaint, but Parker and Jack didn't seem quite ready to go to bed. I asked Parker to please watch Jack for a moment while I ran down to take care of the laundry. I finished quickly and raced back upstairs to find Parker laughing and playing carefully with Jack. I told him I would take Jack, and he needed to have quiet time. "Please, mom, can we just have a few more minutes? I was having so much fun playing with him!" I shrugged, scanned the floor for small objects, and agreed to let them play a bit longer while I picked up the living room. I returned a short time later, and picked up Jack. "Thanks so much for watching him, Parker." He replied (without a hint of sarcasm), "No, thank you, momma!"
Today was Monday and business as usual. We dropped Parker off at preschool and headed to Bible study. I dropped Jack off in the church nursery and headed for the preschool room for Maddie. When we arrived at her door, she clung to my leg. I looked down to see her bottom lip protruding and tears filling her eyes. "What's wrong?" I asked, alarmed. She shook her head as fat teardrops spilled down her cheeks. I sat in the middle of the hall and held her in my lap. She finally sobbed, "When Parker has preschool and you have Bible study, we never get to have Mommy-Maddie special time!" Ohhhh. You see, typically, on Parker's school days, I am able to put Jack down for a nap and have uninterrupted "special time" with Maddie at home. We usually end up playing with plastic horses and lizards up in her room. She loves it. And she was right, on Mondays, we are at Bible study and miss out on that special time. "How about if today, during quiet time, I come into your room for some special time...with the Ipad?" Her eyes lit up. She nodded and hugged me, burying her face in my hair. I held her and rocked her and thanked God that she still wants to have special time with me.
Finally, tonight I got to rock my baby to sleep. He was so tired that we left Grammy and Pawpaw's early. Aaron will be coming home any minute with the older two. It's amazing how quiet the house is when they are gone! Jack fell asleep in the van on the way home and barely woke when I got him out of his car seat. With his head on my shoulder, I made his bottle and carried him up the stairs. He drank his bottle slowly, and I changed him into his pajamas in my lap. He laid his little head on my shoulder and I patted him and sang lullabies and kicked myself for all the evenings I had rushed through nighttime routines so I could have some "me" time. We snuggled in the silence, and I finally carried him to his crib and gently laid him down. He glanced up at me with heavy lids and drifted off to sleep as I patted his back. What a special time!
I can hardly wait for Parker and Maddie to get home so I can have some quality cuddle time with them, too!