Friday
Jul092010
bookends
Friday, July 9, 2010 at 7:42PM
Yesterday evening was fun and relatively easy in a way that interactions with people I don't know very well seldom are. I wasn't stressed out. I wasn't irritated. I was enjoying the weather and the company and the atmosphere. While I would've undoubtedly been happy with my baby's temperament in any case, I am consistently pleased that George is so sweet, good natured, easy-going. A nice friend to have.
Helpful, as he's making friends.
My friend Sheri was so sweet (hi, Sheri!) in commenting that I seem to love motherhood (I do). She said she'd always choose her sons' company over other offers. And so would I choose mine; he's the best companion, co-conspirator, wingman I've ever had. He's my perfect foil: a squealing, smiling little fatty that draws attention where I'd rather blend in. Who wants to go outside. Talk to dogs. Grab at things. Who expresses his dissatisfaction so clearly and succinctly that it is unmistakable (it helps to think of crying this way).
No matter how much I enjoy his company, his devotion, however, I know it's fleeting. And it's comforting to see the seeds of his socialization starting to sprout and peek out into the sun. These babies might not grow into his nearest and dearest, or even stay in his life as anything but a funny picture, but it's nice to see them roll around together, gnawing on each others' hands and toys with the abandon of old friends.
Helpful, as he's making friends.
My friend Sheri was so sweet (hi, Sheri!) in commenting that I seem to love motherhood (I do). She said she'd always choose her sons' company over other offers. And so would I choose mine; he's the best companion, co-conspirator, wingman I've ever had. He's my perfect foil: a squealing, smiling little fatty that draws attention where I'd rather blend in. Who wants to go outside. Talk to dogs. Grab at things. Who expresses his dissatisfaction so clearly and succinctly that it is unmistakable (it helps to think of crying this way).
No matter how much I enjoy his company, his devotion, however, I know it's fleeting. And it's comforting to see the seeds of his socialization starting to sprout and peek out into the sun. These babies might not grow into his nearest and dearest, or even stay in his life as anything but a funny picture, but it's nice to see them roll around together, gnawing on each others' hands and toys with the abandon of old friends.
Reader Comments (4)
It was a fun night. And far, far less awkward than I had geared myself up for. I hope these babies are friends for a long time, it will make these pictures even cuter.
i know! why did we think it would be super awkward? you didn't give me fabric. don't forget to hand it over tomorrow and i'll see what i can whip up. n's a little thing; i think 1/3 yard will do just fine.
its wonderful to find other moms with similar views on motherhood. you guys are great. we had so much fun as well. and your pictures are amazing, thanks for sharing!
Wow! I feel so special to have received a shout-out in your blog! I love George, I love you, and a I love all young mothers (and the old ones, too) who are doing the best that they can to raise caring, open-minded and open-hearted people. Keep up the good work -- you are amazing!