These pictures of us with H were taken in May of 2007. That's about 2 1/2 YEARS after she joined our family. They were the first times she fell asleep in our arms. 31 months before she was able to really cuddle and totally relax. When I look at these pictures, I can't remember what I did to get sunburned, but I remember exactly how I felt holding her relaxed body. I remember that I cried, and I remember that I MADE T get the camera to take a picture, even though my legs were asleep.
Our foster son D, is a pretty special guy, and he's fallen asleep in our arms from the beginning, but he wasn't a real big cuddler. He would fall asleep more sprawled across our laps than cuddled in. But a couple weeks ago it happened. I picked him up out of his carseat while he was sleeping and lifted him to my shoulder. Normally he stiffens up and arches his back, looking around to see where he is, pushing out with his arms to keep from getting too close. This time he collapsed bonelessly onto my shoulder and drooled on me. :) I cried. And I stopped everything and cuddled him. Who would have thought drool was so special? Now he does it almost every time I pick him up. For a minute if he's sleepy, for just a second if he's awake. I can't describe what happens in my heart. Sometimes it still makes me cry. But I think you're allowed to do that at emotional milestones!
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