how he sat in his highchair in the kitchen tonight, watching me cook -
making guacamole and fresh corn and black bean salsa and hard tacos
with spicy meat
and how he likes lemons and cantaloupe and bananas and avocado but
can't quite seem to figure out how to pinch those puff things and get
them into his mouth before dissolving into nothing
and how he giggles at his reflection in the mirror and looks at me
like he's asking if it's okay to look and laugh at himself
and how he's sitting up on his own so well, until he gets distracted
and falls helplessly, sometimes laughing, other times crying
and how he loves books, until he's had enough and he arches his back
and he's over it just like that
and how lately he's ready for bed at dinnertime but we keep him ups so
he can have time with his dad, attempting to play while pushing his
bedtime past 7, getting a giggle every so often between tired cries
and how i take him upstairs to feed him cross-legged on our bed, him
on a pillow on my lap - our nighttime ritual, nursing in the dark
and how I can lull him to sleep with this routine, he knows, closes
his eyes and eats
and how he was asleep on my lap having taken his last gulp a few moments ago
and how as I pulled back down my shirt he whimpered and immediately
brought his thumb to his mouth and even as I burped him and plopped
him belly first into his crib, his suck never waned
and how he doesn't cry it out at nap time or bedtime anymore, just
looks up at me from his belly, lays his head down and gives up for the
night
and how now it's quiet except for the dog chewing a toy. he on the
ipad, me on my laptop, working until eyes get tired, or distracted or
both.
and how it's another monday night and the day is almost over and i
made it through, again, having never gotten out of my sweats from last
night.
and how tomorrow morning i will shower and dress and even put on some
makeup even though we have no plans until the evening and we will
start our week on tuesday like we always do.
Monday, September 19, 2011
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Posted by jess at Monday, September 19, 2011
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Beautifully written.
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