We got the Clomid Rx filled. Am I going to take one? Well, that's still being discussed. Chris is doing his nightly vacuuming - he loves his new Dyson, and he uses it religiously. But he took it and got it filled, so I'm thinking yes. He's just worried about what the future holds, but I think it'll all work out fine, no matter what. If he wants to wait another month, I'm cool with that.
He said he couldn't believe how ready I am to make that jump - that is must be biological. He's probably right. I do feel an "urge" if you will, to procreate. I truly adore mommyhood, too, though. It's the most fun I've ever had. Period.
Tonight we played copycat for the first time. Izzy was fussy and he crouched down in a classic Neanderthal position and looked up at me, crying. So I too crouched down, and I joined his wailing. He then stood up, so I stood up. This cracked him up - and me too! :-) Then he sat down quickly on his butt, and I sat down, not quite so quickly. He leaned back on one arm, then sat back up, then back again, and I mimicked every move. We were both cracking up. All of a sudden, he was overcome, and he crawled to me full speed and gave me a giant hug. Another of my many moments of Nirvana as a mommy.
Earlier in the evening, we were playing in the floor and he ran across the room to throw all of our keys into the floor. I was trying to get him to run over and give me some mama luvins, and since I say the same thing to the dogs, Gammie came running instead. She is SUCH a good dog - loves Izzy too. She curled up beside me, so I nuzzled her head and said, "Awwww...what a good doggy!" Izzy crawled over as fast as those chubby little legs could push him, laid his head on top of mine - I was laying in the floor - and said, "Awwwww...." It was unbelievably precious. He then kissed me, kissed Gammie, kissed me about a dozen more times, then both he and Gammie rolled all over me. I would have loved to have caught it on video. But I'll relive it in my mind for a long time. Being a mommy is having a life filled with these kind of moments. It's so wonderful, it hurts.
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