I have to tell you…I have reached a new stage with my kids and it drives me absolutely insane that they follow me everywhere! If I was to stop suddenly, I would have two itty-bitty face prints on the backs of my knees.
If I leave the room, they yell for me in panic, as though, maybe – just maybe – I’ve left the house without them. If I go to the bathroom, they pound on the door (that is, if I manage to get it locked before they push their way in) If I’m changing clothes, they stand in front of me and stare. If I’m in the kitchen getting them a meal or snack, they are RIGHT THERE at my feet.
It has gotten to be so frustrating that I desperately want to lock myself in the pantry.
But, tonight, there are thunderstorms. And they both wanted to be held. There is something special about being THE ONE to provide the comfort and security they need.
I lay in Cooper’s bed and he held me so tight….it was in that moment, that I wasn’t longing for alone time.(despite having a to-do list the length of my arm) It is when I am truly needed that I feel least alone and most treasured.
Only Mommy will do.