this morning
After dropping Christopher off at work, I got home and Darian was wide awake, watching tv (it was 5:30am). He had been up since around 3;30 with bad dreams (some men were chasing him). So I told him to get in bed with me and go back to sleep. Everything was pitch black, tv's were off, no night light, nothing; just us, snuggled up together. As he started to drift off to sleep I realized that he was closer to the alarm clock. I shimmied him over a little and got on the left side of the bed (if you're laying in it). So that had him facing the wall with his back to me, all twisted in the covers. Sleepily he said, "Mom?", I replied, but he didnt hear me, again, "Mom?". I asked, "What?". He said, "Where are you?", I said, "I'm right here", as I stroked his back with my hand, "what did you need?". His response, "That was all I needed". Wow, and that was all I needed. He makes me feel so loved. That is my baby boy. I loves me some Darian. He's still so sweetly innocent and in love with his mommy. I can do no wrong in his eyes. I know the time is coming when that will change, but it made me feel good to just be needed. And not needed to do anything, just be there.