January 10th, 2005...
This date changed my life in such wondrous ways.
http://selkiedancer.livejournal.com/2005/01/10/
As if meeting the man of my dreams wasn't enough to make this day extraordinarily special and memorable, I now have one more reason to cherish this date forever and always.
Sumner said "mommy" for the very first time today.
I cannot possibly explain how hearing this word, this one little word I've said and heard directed at others a million times over in the past felt to hear today. This word was mine. It was for me. It was me, is me, will be me for the rest of my life.
We were simply hanging out together on the couch watching his morning cartoons. He was sprawled in my lap, pointing at my eyes, ears, cheeks, nose, playing with my hair, repeating each word after me as he went along.
So, as always, I figured I would try that one word he never ever seems to be able to say no matter how many times he hears it from Freddie and me.
"Mmmmommmy", I said, expecting to hear "daddy", "baba", "puppy", "kitty", any other word except the one word I've dreamed of hearing all of my adult life.
Then, just like that, he said it.
"Mommy"...
and said it again.
"Mmmmmommy!"
and again and again and again...
"Mommy, mommy, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmommy!"
He realized he finally got it. Finally pronounced what he heard us say, what he knew meant ME, and he said that beautiful word over and over and over again while mommy cried, laughed and felt just as beautiful as that word sounded.
Pretty special date, this day the calendar calls "January 10th".
Pretty special indeed.
http://selkiedancer.livejournal.com/2005/01/10/
As if meeting the man of my dreams wasn't enough to make this day extraordinarily special and memorable, I now have one more reason to cherish this date forever and always.
Sumner said "mommy" for the very first time today.
I cannot possibly explain how hearing this word, this one little word I've said and heard directed at others a million times over in the past felt to hear today. This word was mine. It was for me. It was me, is me, will be me for the rest of my life.
We were simply hanging out together on the couch watching his morning cartoons. He was sprawled in my lap, pointing at my eyes, ears, cheeks, nose, playing with my hair, repeating each word after me as he went along.
So, as always, I figured I would try that one word he never ever seems to be able to say no matter how many times he hears it from Freddie and me.
"Mmmmommmy", I said, expecting to hear "daddy", "baba", "puppy", "kitty", any other word except the one word I've dreamed of hearing all of my adult life.
Then, just like that, he said it.
"Mommy"...
and said it again.
"Mmmmmommy!"
and again and again and again...
"Mommy, mommy, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmommy!"
He realized he finally got it. Finally pronounced what he heard us say, what he knew meant ME, and he said that beautiful word over and over and over again while mommy cried, laughed and felt just as beautiful as that word sounded.
Pretty special date, this day the calendar calls "January 10th".
Pretty special indeed.