I Was There

This morning, my neck, back and hips hurt and I am exhausted.  However, it is TOTALLY worth it.  Last night, my baby needed me.  So for several hours, I sat motionless in an awkward position while he slept on me.

When Weston cried out from his crib, I was there.
When he needed comforting, I was there.
When he needed to snuggle and fall asleep on me, I was there.
When he periodically awoke to survey his surroundings, I was there.
When he looked up at me and brushed his little hand against my cheek, perhaps to thank me for comforting him, I was there, in tears.

See, all too soon, he will think he's too big to cuddle with me.  Far before I am ready, he will be an adult and won't need me anymore.  As his mommy, I hope Weston will always need me in some capacity, even if it is just to babysit grandchildren.

But last night.  Last night, my son needed me.  So, as I watched him sleep and listen to him breathe, I thought about how lucky I am to be Weston's mom, Weston's comforter.

I hope that some day, Weston will get married and have children of his own.  When his child cries out, I know he will be there.