My son loves cuddles. He likes to be held when he is awake, when playing and when asleep. I love giving him cuddles, but must admit that by the time the weekend comes, I'm happy to leave most of the cuddle-time for Dad. Yesterday I had the added bonus of him sleeping in his pram throughout church and while we went out for lunch too, although by then I was actually looking forward to him waking up so I could hold him.
We got home last night and he and I were lying down for a feed. He was quite unsettled, even though his nappy was clean. I thought maybe it was wind and sat him up for a burp. Nothing doing and he was thrashing around, so I pulled him in close and gave him a tight hug while still jiggling him around. Immediately he settled right down!
I lay him down in my arms so I could see him staring up at me with big, peaceful eyes while I hugged him. "Oh, did you just want some Mummy-cuddles did you?" I asked. He beamed a huge smile up at me. "You did!! I've missed Cooper-cuddles, too!" More smiles. The rest of the feed was postponed for ten or so minutes, while we shared cuddles and smiles, then he happily finished his feed without the fussing.
It's moments like these that make it all worthwhile!
Awwww. I know that relief of them not needing you, but it doesn't last long before you miss them! I find Tiny and Addie both go weird at the end of the day if other people have held them more than me, or if we've travelled. Its nice to be so needed by them :)
ReplyDeleteYeah, it is nice :) Wondering if part of the reason he was so grotty yesterday (Monday) was that he had lots of Daddy time on the weekend, then suddenly none as Daddy went back to work? He loves his Daddy!
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