As I lay here on the floor, a stuffed tiger at my right arm and a deserted castle by my right leg, a baby crawls over me.
I don’t think I ever just laid on the floor with Olivia. I didn’t know what to do with a baby and was too proud to admit it.
I knew how to cuddle her, feed her, put her to sleep, comfort her, and love her. I just didn’t know how to play with her.
Not to mention the fact that I had other things I wanted to do with my day, and laying on the floor with a baby wasn’t on the list.
Now I relish the time when I can stretch out on the floor. Just lay my head down and exhale. And listen for the panting baby breaths to grow near. Feel those hands on my legs. Hear those baby giggles.
Very sweet! Love the image you created with your words.
So, so sweet! Love it. Love your blog! Tagged you for Happy 101 Award. 🙂
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Thank you for adding “lying on the floor” to my to-do list. 🙂 I can almost hear the giggles now.
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I used to lay on the floor all the time with my first born. My second born however is a real brute (hair-pulling, skin-pinching, fists that like to whack) and in spite of my understanding that he is trying his best to be gentle it just isn’t in his nature like my first and I find myself retreating to the safety of the sofa where I can see the onslaught coming and prepare a defense. It’s funny how it was different for us. You learned to lay on the floor and enjoy your kids, I learned to sit up to see a kick coming.
Haha! You are too funny! I didn’t realize a baby could be like that from birth! My 2yo boy is rough and tumble, but was SUCH a cuddler when he was an infant. And he hasn’t lost his cuddly side, either; it comes out every now and then. 🙂
Enjoy it! How old is your little one(s)?
Aw, thanks!