I am head over heels in love with this picture. It’s mostly out of focus and I’m not sure what caused the apparent background haze, but I El Oh Vee Eeh love it. It is the very essence of last week.
I’m pretty sure you could search for the term “poor baby” on here and you would get 87 quadrillion hits from last weeks posts, but I’d like to add one more for good measure. My poor baby was sicker than sick last week. First he was stuffed up, then there was the crazy loud cough for such a little man, add on a fever that made him lethargic, and finally the week climaxed with a barf-all-over-Mommy event that ended with being diagnosed with TWO infected ears (not three, but almost).
OBaby was a mess, a stuffy, hacky, fevery, vomity mess, and all he wanted to do was cuddle. (As DanO said, “He’s got a fever, and the only prescription is more cuddles.”) I wore him around more than 2/3 of his waking hours (and most of his sleeping ones as well) for Monday through Thursday.
It was pure joy.
I mean, not in the sense that he was sick, my poor baby, but in the sense that all he wanted was Mama. So badly he wanted Mama, and my heart. O, my heart! A few times I put him on in the Moby wrap, grabbed my book, and rocked in the chair in his room as he napped. It was another one of those moments that I wish I could bottle up for later.
The way his head flopped onto my chest and was so happy to stay there. The copious amounts of kisses that I planted right on that sweet head of his because it was there in front of me, asking to be kissed. When he would pop up to look around but was happy to stay right there with me (instead of being his normal, squirmy self).
So yesterday, as OBaby was up, crawling his way around the house at an alarming rate, I mourned a little. For a week he was happiest to do nothing but hear my heartbeat with his ear on my chest. It was kind of like old times.
Now, though? Now he has discovered the corner of the dining room where we keep the dog’s bowls and last week is just a memory.
What a sweet, sweet face! I’m glad OBaby is feeling better despite his appetite for dog food. :)
Aww…Poor baby! What a precious photo!
And love the clever title. ; )
You earned your Mom badge. And hopefully a massage and pedicure. :)
Blessings-
Amanda
That is such a cute photo – regardless of the blur. It captures that moment – precious.
Oh man, those moments.
I cherish them so much. We lay in bed and actually discuss how excited we are for the day when Miles will be old enough to stay up late with us and watch movies in our bed. He’ll fall asleep then daddy will carry him to his own bed (or not!)
Right now he see’s our bed as nothing more than a giant playground so there is no hope of getting him to sleep there whether we want him to or not… but one day. One day he’ll love to crawl in our bed with us.
I cant wait for that.
I was so determined not to be one of those parents who is fighting to get their kid out their bed when they are 3 or 4, and now I kick myself every day for not co-sleeping.
Oh the lessons we learn!
Glad OBaby is feeling better.. Even though its nice when they are cuddly, its better when they feel better.
obaby, i’m so happy he is feeling better! i know there will be plenty more times he only wants mama. but, you won’t be able to wear a highschooler in a moby wrap. well, maybe by then we WILL be able to! no, no that would be very bad for our backs. not weird at all though!!!!
Lucy hasn’t found the cat food yet but it’s only a matter of time. I’m glad OBaby feels better, but I know what you mean about missing the sick baby snuggles. I feel like it’s such a bittersweet thing to have a sicky.
So precious! I’m so glad that O’Baby is feeling better!
He is SO handsome!!! Happy to hear he’s feeling better.
Oh my! What an adorable and sad picture all at once. You can just see his sickness all over his poor OBaby face! Glad he’s up feeling better, even though you’re missing out on last week’s cuddles.
You are so smart to cherish these moments. I remember them so fondly now, though at times I felt a little overwhelmed by it–the thought that someone needed me so much. And the cramps from sitting so still. Now, he’s usually much too busy for snuggling of any kind, so I have to go back into the ol’ memory bank.
Glad he’s on the mend.
Oh so sweet! I almost could have written this post. My daughter is almost two but had the croup last week too and slooooooooowed down. She wanted cuddles, and snuggles, and to be with/on Mama at all times possible. Though I hated that she was so sick I did love the cuddles and the sleeping and the hugs and kisses and carrying around that went on. OBaby napping in the Moby while you read sounds so perfectly wonderful to me. I miss wearing my babe – she wants “down Mommy” and “walk, walk please!” most of the time now-a-days. Lovely post!
I just HATE when my babies are sick. SO glad he’s feeling better now. Praise God for NEW days!
I love it… those sweet, sleepy eyes… I am so glad he is feeling better.
I’m glad he’s better but yes, the snuggle time is so wonderful.
p.s. that pacifier looks SO familiar – we have 6 of those around here somewhere, same color and everything… ;)
Umm excuse me is that an O’ hawk I see? I feel like now that I have been to my first family meeting I can request things like seeing a full picture of O’baby rocking his O’Hwak!
O’ please, O’please!
Aww, there will be many more times like this. I always enjoy sickness only for that reason. My boys are not cuddlers, but give them a fever and all they want is mama. I have a picture of my now 9 year old when he was 2 and running a 103 temp sitting on my lap as I rocked him on the floor. It’s one of my favorite pictures!
Oh, and that haze in the background – that looks like his arm in motion.
poor little obaby! glad you got some lovely cuddle times, though. poppy was the exact same way when she got her cold in october – she clung to me like a little monkey, clutching my shirt in her fists and resting her sweet head on my chest for about 3 days. i held/wore her asleep and awake, and it was actually wonderful (other than the sick baby part) because it was reassuring that her breathing was ok…
glad that little man is on the mend. he is such a doll.
cheers!
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