Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Baby Love

There's lots of baby love going on around here. No surprise there. We are all fighting for a chance to hold the baby-- the girls, Hubby and I. I'll pick him up from a nap and just want to stare at his face, memorize every feature, inhale that baby smell and feel the soft peach fuzz on his head, then Oldest taps me on the arm and asks if she can hold the baby. I don't want to give him up!

I will tell Oldest to sit on the couch and gently put him in her arms. I'll watch her watching him and she does the same thing I do, touch his tiny feet, kiss his head, put her fingers in his tight little fist. Then Middle has a turn and she holds him tenderly, not moving a muscle until I take him back. Youngest is next and she laughs at the sight of his little toes and you see her holding her foot next to his, comparing the sizes.

When it comes to changing diapers, I have an audience of 3 little girls. They watch me clean him and adjust his clothing and ask all sorts of questions about his "boy coochie" and how it is different from theirs. They see his umbilical cord shriveling and ask why it looks different from their belly buttons. They want to know why he sleeps so much and why they can't feed him from a bottle. They ask to see the milk come out of my nipples and if they can have some, too.

When I carry him in my arms, there is no end to the kisses on his head. I'll be holding him and cooking dinner when I feel a tap on the arm and I look to see Middle, or Youngest and they ask to kiss the baby. I lean down and they kiss him and return to whatever it was they were doing. Oldest is tall enough to kiss his head without asking me to lean over. They will run around the house and take a time-out to kiss his head, one by one, then run some more.

We were outside the other day, just playing and taking in the fresh air, when Middle comes up to where I am sitting, baby in my arms. She whispers in his ear, "I love you, cutie-pie" then kisses him and strokes his head. I just about melted. I worried about Youngest, she is such a mama's girl and I hoped she wouldn't be jealous of the baby. It was all for naught. She loves her baby brother and has happily shared her mama with him.

Nothing like baby love!


nita said...

Hi Jenny, what a wonderful family you have. I wanted to say thanks for stopping by my blog, I hope to have time to keep up with yours, it is wonderful. Your birth story sounded quite similar to my experience - why do dr's think a woman can't tell what she needs and when. Good for you for standing up for what you knew would be right for you and your son. BTW he's beautiful - Congratulations on your newest addition!

Blue Yonder said...

Awwww this is this sweetest thing!

Oh that boy is not lacking in love is he?

One of my most favorite memories of all time is the moment when my older two came into the hospital room to meet their newest brother. The just VIBRATED with excitement and giggles. He has been the apple of their eyes every since. :-)

Happy babymooning!

LS said...

Aww, Baby brother grows up knowing he is very much loved by his big sisters and wonderful parents.

He lives and breathes celestial life. He is blessed. :-)

Beautiful baby. True Biz!

Happy mommyin'

Barbara said...

It sounds like this baby is so lucky to be born into a family with so many loving big sisters. You can never have too many hugs and kisses can you! He's a beautiful boy.

DJ Kirkby said...

Oh thank you for these photos of your beautiful children. I love the smells of babies too, so much.

Val said...

oh, how sweet, I have tears.

lady macleod said...

I came by to see what you have been up to since I've been 'gone'. Oh my! I thought I had been busy! What a beautiful baby. Well done!

If, and that's a big if, you have time I am posting some excerpts from my book on my blog. I thought you would be interested as I wrote this following YOUR suggestion. It has bloomed bigger than the original story, but that happens.

Again congratulations. Oh I miss that baby-smell!

Lantana said...

Your Little Guy is so bright and alert already, but with all those women in the house, I guess that is a normal male trait, huh?

What a lovely family! When do we get a glimpse of the daddy? Just a peek!? Pretty Please!