the feeling of love...

I just left Thommy's bedroom. Both kids are asleep and I am still filled with the warmth of my son's love.

Thom cannot or will not go to sleep without me. If I am not with him he is fine but if I am, he needs me. Jeff and I have tried to get him to go to sleep by himself and/or with Jeff to no avail. Some days I think if only - there is so much stuff to be done why must it be this way. But every night I am there reading books, singing songs, making up stories, praying then sitting or laying with him until he falls asleep. Occasionally it is 10 minutes most days it is 30 or 45 min or more. I have to admit the day he stops wanting me to stay with him it will be hard. I am lucky, I have a 2 almost 3 year old who will cuddle towards me with his clammy hand touching me to know I am there either in a chair or his bed. When I am in his bed, he will fall asleep and I get to hear how his breathing changes or see which way he prefers to turn his head. I love it, who cares about the dishes, laundry or tiding up one of these days he will be maturing and may be uncomfortable with displaying affection for his Mama.

There are so many thing I treasure about my kids and the fact that they both want me in order to fall alseep makes me feel treasured in return.