Today’s workday began and ended with the sweetness of Asher.
This morning was my first morning here since Monday. I spent Tuesday and Wednesday nights in Boise this week. I was so excited to return and find Asher looking like he’d aged a month in 3 days. He’s looking fuller and healthier. His cheeks are plumper and his chin is larger.
This morning after Kathleen fed him at about 7:15, she handed him off to me while she took her daily uninterrupted nap. She had until about 8 before my workday started with a meeting on the phone. While she slept, Asher and I were in the kitchen preparing a cup of coffee. I had him in the baby Bjorn, holding him against me as I dipped down to put away pots and pans from last nights dinner. On my chest, so sweetly, he laid his head. It was a tender moment which brought tears to my eyes. Made me feel wonderful emotions of love. My love for my son.
I tried to start my workday with Asher on my chest in the baby Bjorn but he started to get restless. It was just after 8 o’clock and Kathleen met me in the stairwell. I was happy to hand him off so that I could pay attention to the matters at hand. Conference calls.
I had to go visit a business partner today and was gone for most of the day. When I returned I had to finish up my work week with end of week paperwork. Glamorous.
At about five Kathleen let me know that she needed to take a shower. I said just give me five minutes and I’ll be done.
She had just fed him so I expected him to be pretty mellow. When she handed him to me he began to get a little bit fussy. We quickly were able to find a comforting spot for him propped up on my shoulder where I pat his back and bottom.
After a few minutes he got tired of being slung over my shoulder and so we switched positions to the Boppy where I laid him to fall sleep.
Mom finished her shower and in finding me with the little one so content has left us to hang out in the chair in the living room while she does some chores. We know we have to take advantage of the times when Asher is so peaceful.
This moment is so similar to how I started today. With my sweet little boy in my arms.
What a wonderful day!
Remembering… the times when it was you or Jody nestled so similarly against me brings the sweetest glimmer of tears to my eyes as I imagine you holding your son with the same love fulliing your heart and soul. I am so glad for you. Glad you are my son. Glad that you are able (and so many men are not) to love your boy.