I was trying to squeeze in some last minute bonding and conditioning with Yakee last night. To sort of prepare him for how demanding his baby brother will be, I spoke of how Yamee will be sleeping all the time, breastfeeding all the time and crying all the time. He said, “No Mommy, I will say, Don’t cry Yamee, don’t cry. Kuya’s here.”
I swear, I teared up in the dark. It brought home to me how the cycle of love continues... my first words to Yakee at the OR were, “It’s ok baby, it’s ok. Mommy’s here.”
Now, he’s echoing those reassuring words for his brother.
I woke up cramping up my right leg and had to wake up bith my son and husband for help. Hubby grabbed my leg and started pushing on it and Yakee, believing his father was harming me, kept trying to get in the middle while saying, “Pappie stop. Stop hurting Mommy.”
Pappie later on had to have a talk with our son to explain to him and reassure him that he will never hurt Mommy.
I did love him well, didn’t I?
That is so incredibly touching, it is truly the best feeling in the world when you start to see all the love you have given to your child start to emerge through them. It goes to show how much love is in this world.
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