the other day i was sitting on the sofa with both eleanor and samson when eleanor asked me, “mama, can samson talk?” i explained to her that he is learning how to talk right now. every time he makes noises and sounds… he is trying. i told her that she is his best teacher. because samson tries to mimic everything she does and says throughout the day more than anyone else. it’s a very big job, eleanor! being in charge of teaching samson to use his words. “yeah!” she replied. “i his teacher!” she then leaned into samson as she pointed at her own chest and said, “i eleanor. can you say that, little guy? eeellll- leeeee – norrrrr.” my mama heart was bursting. samson made some sort of “eh” sound which eleanor took to be a very good attempt. “good job!” she said. then she looked at me with her head tilted to one side and commented that “he’s so cute.” i almost fell on the floor. YOU’RE so cute, eleanor. why are you so freaking cute?!
right now, eleanor truly believes that sticky tape can fix anything and asks for ketchup with everything. her favorite color is blue and she prefers to run around the apartment butt naked. samson can find every airplane in the sky before i can and will turn around and back himself into my lap while holding a book which is his way of saying “please read to me”. the other day he grabbed my cheeks between his hands and kissed me on the lips unexpectedly. they make me so happy.
all of the stages of motherhood i’ve experienced so far have been my favorite for different reasons. that newborn stage where they are so tiny and cuddly and sleep on you all day long. that stage where they learn to army crawl with their butts up in the air and then sit up on their own and flip through books with gummy smiles and drool for days down their shirts. that stage where they begin to recognize the things they especially love… certain people, trains, colors, balloons! and you watch this tiny personality begin to take shape and life. but this stage i’m in right now, where my 2 1/2 year old keeps me company all day long by talking and talking and talking and my 16 month old observes her with the utmost awe and fascination, this stage is really really my favorite.
i’ve never done any of this before and it can all be a bit hard to navigate at times. sometimes i feel like all i’m doing is meddling with these perfect spirits and placing my own fears and habits and short comings on them. i spend a lot of my time crossing my fingers and praying i don’t screw them up too terribly. gosh my prayers are a mess. i’m just thankful i’ve been given this chance, with these two beautiful healthy and happy babes.
so here’s to this beautiful stage of motherhood where i wouldn’t mind if time slowed down and let us linger right here a bit longer. because it really really is my favorite season and sometimes i feel like i’m going to wake up soon and it will all have been a very short dream.