Monday, June 15, 2009

Summer Morning

It is 7 in the morning and my boys are out on the dewy grass, playing happily by themselves. Not screaming or hitting one another or wrestling. They started out with foot races at 6:30, and have moved on to some game show type game, where Luke quizzes Henry about animals out of his Monster Animals book. This is the book that made him cry at age three (when my mom gave it to him without reading it first—thanks Mom!) but that is now his favorite, favorite book of all time. Who wouldn’t love a book about dung beetles, black widows, and lampreys? You don’t know about lampreys? I didn’t either, until we got the book.

What a sweet morning, lampreys and all. You know, I have found that as my boys fight more these days, they also become better friends. Henry used to do whatever Luke told him to do, and that isn’t really a friendship. But now, Henry has most definitely come into his own, and while the resulting fighting is never fun, Luke and Henry are becoming true companions and friends.

I don’t know if it is the pregnancy hormones—okay, let’s be honest, they are running rampant around here, just ask Craig who had to incredulously witness my sobbing at a country song (yuck!) about how children grow up so fast—but I have been loving Luke and Henry so much these days. On Saturday I was feeling pretty nauseous and had just woken up from a nap and was heading off to the grocery when Luke gave me a big hug and Henry blew me a kiss and said, “I love you mom!” I don’t think Craig coached them. It is moments like this that make me feel really peaceful about having another child.

And it is only one, by the way. We had an ultrasound a couple of weeks ago, and there is one little bean in there (well, I think more like a plum or lime by now) and he or she was kicking away. Now if the little plum would stop making mama feel sick all the time, all would be well.


Nancy Gift said...

That's funny you mention lampreys, because that was my affectionate name for Emily when she was a baby, nursing constantly. I loved it, and she was adorable, constantly attached to me like...a lamprey. Hormones can be a good thing. :) Not long now on the nausea I hope!

Anonymous said...

Remember, morning sickness is a blessing - the wash of super beneficial hormones on your baby's brain. Or something good like that.

Love the blog. I teared up while reading it (granted, I'm up in hormones myself right now - granted the definitely NOT pregnant kind). Kids. Gots to get me some of those.

Beck said...

Lovely post.
Pregnancy hormones are so funny - I used to cry my eyes out at the strangest things.