The Sweetest Thing...

Bath time was complete, jammies were on, and 8 p.m. had just rolled around – Isaac knew it was time for bed. His tiny hand reached for mine – holding it tight as he led the way to the rocking chair in his room.

“Are you ready for bed?” I asked, as he shook his head yes. “Then let’s go tell papa good night.” How precious to see him rush out to the living room, mouth wide open (he’s still learning the proper way to kiss) to plant a sloppy one on his daddy. No time for hugs, he was ready for nighty-night, aka some booby.

We’ve decided 18 months is it, so in three months, he will officially be cut off. BUT, until then I’m going to relish every night I have left to gaze down at my beautiful son knowing I’m providing him a level of comfort only mommy can.

I’m so far behind with my blog and sharing all of Isaac’s milestones this past year, that I now have enough content in my head to write a novel (which I WILL accomplish eventually – it’s at the top of my bucket list!). Corporate Mommyhood is BUSYhood, which is my best excuse for letting almost 4 months lapse since my last substantive entry.

Isaac is (literally) on the run now – from sun up, to sun down; the bottle’s been gone for almost a month; and he’s sleeping close to 10 hours each night. The sound of Ma-Ma and Pa-Pa is music to our ears and being able to witness his amazing mind hard at work is priceless. Life is good and God is great!

I wouldn’t go as far as saying things are easy, but they are certainly reaching a point that we are beginning to ask ourselves, “could we be ready for number 2?” Only God and time will tell...