Three nights ago this little cutie decided he was a big enough boy to roll over! I couldn't believe it. I'm sure I woke the neighbors with my exclamations of joy, but it was well worth it because it got another 5-6 good rolls out of him.
And two nights ago was one of the best moments I've had with my little Shaffer. I had gotten him and myself ready for bed and was feeding him when he fell asleep. I sat there on the couch with a bundled up baby sleeping on my shoulder, fitting perfectly in my arms and soaked up as much of him as possible. I wanted to cry because I'm so grateful to be a mom....and not just any mom but Shaffer and Logan's mom. It makes me sad that there are motherhood skeptics out there- who some how think that being a mother makes you less of a person. I have never felt of more worth than since having these two. I know I need them just as much as they need me, and these youngins are quite dependent on me, so that's sayin' something.
To add to all this greatness and the joy of motherhood- I had another sweet moment with Logan. Last night we gathered 6 of his favorite books, took a seat on the couch, with Logan on my lap and enjoyed reading (with great enthusiasm), Llama Llama Red Pajama; Brown Bear Brown Bear What Do You See?; Mr. Brown Can Moo, Can You?; etc.... He held on tightly, listened intently, and actually sat still (which, anyone who knows Logan and how active he is knows that that is success in and of itself) while we read his fav,'s over and over again. At one point he put his arm on my arm and rubbed his little fingers back and forth over my skin. I know it sounds like a small thing but to me it made my heart melt and I think there were fireworks in the background.
I love my little boys. Most days are pretty darn chaotic and sometimes very stressful but I am proud to say that I AM A MOTHER! It's the best "job" in the world.