I want to preface this post since this is the first In the MOMent Monday. Each Monday one of the Contributors will post about a special MOMent “Mom Moment” that they encountered recently. I know you will love these posts each week!
Recently, my son Jonah (15 months) began giving really good around-the-neck hugs. The kind of hugs that make you say “Mmmm Mmmm” and hope they last forever.
It’s indescribable how my heart just flutters when I get such a squeeze from those little arms.
The other night he was sitting in my lap at the dinner table after I’d been at work all day and I asked, “Jonah, can I have a hug?” I had missed him so much knowing he was at home with daddy that day. Then, he looked at me and shook his head no. I called to my husband to look over from the sink, because really it was kind of cute, and I asked again and again I got a shake of the head. uh uh. nope. no hugs for mommy.
That funny little moment was fleeting, but the next day I began thinking about those little hugs and him telling me no. I thought about the hundreds of times he will squeeze me just when I need it and the countless times he will pull away and say no.
He will grow up. He will be independent. He will break my heart more than any boy ever could.
I guess that’s the risk we take when we bring little babies home to call our own. We know that one day; they will no longer be those little babies. They will grow to be boys and girls who are embarrassed by us. Then, on to be men and women who have their own precious people to be hugged.
It really is hard to imagine, but such is life and this phase of unlimited hugs with the occasional shake of the head won’t go on for long. So, I will ask for hugs often and savor every fleeting second.