Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Bedtime I loveitwhen's...

Ever since we've changed your sleeping arrangement into your big girl toddler bed, mama has exceedingly enjoyed our snuggle time as I lay with and sing to you to help lull you down to sleep or in your words... "mommyrockyou" for the night.
I was thinking the other night, as I was laying next to your warm snuggly body about all the many I loveitwhen's about these evening times together and how I wouldn't give them up for ANYthing.

Here are just a few...
I loveitwhen you know your little routine and nothing or noone in the world can change just one little bit about it...pacie, blankie, hula-girl, story from daddy, prayer and mama-too.
I loveitwhen in desperation you cry out "Iholdmama" or "mommyrockyou" to let me know just how much you need your mama, even when you don't show it much all the day long.
I loveitwhen your crazy fluffy-haired head takes over my face and I just get to breath every last sweet-smelling hair in.
I loveitwhen you squeeze your little body into a little ball and fit right into mama's body, spoon-style.
I loveitwhen I stop humming our praise songs because I can tell you are finally settling down for the night and I can step out and let you fall off to dreamland on your own...and you start humming into the dark room just to let me know you are not quite ready to be done singing our praise songs yet.
I loveitwhen we go for a few more rounds.
I loveitwhen the only sound in the dark quiet peaceful room is our unified breath in and out, in and out.
I loveitwhen your little hand reaches up and strokes mama's arm, just like I'm stroking yours. You're not a readily affection little love bug so mama drinks in every last little touch you'll give her.
I loveitwhen you reach over and drop a pacie in mama's hand, sharing your little comforts with mama because I might just need one too.
I loveitwhen our heads are laying on the same pillow, facing each other and I'm inhaling your sweet breath that I've known and cherished for 23 months long already.
I loveitwhen there's just enough light in the room to see your little adoring face staring at me, smiling, just because you love me and know I love you too.
I loveitwhen I get up to leave, every night, and you look up and say with your most pleading voice...mommyrockyou...because you're just not quite done with my presence beside you yet. And I always lay back down for a couple more rounds of a couple more songs because I'm not quite done with your presence beside me yet either.
I loveitwhen I hear your sweet breaths slowing down and deepening into a restful pace and place.
I loveitwhen I can just sense God's peace wrapping us up for the night, letting us know He's going to hold us both so gently tight.
I loveitwhen I quietly step out of the room and already can't wait to see your joy-filled face in just a few short hours (some nights shorter than others) because I'm already going to miss you so.

As I pondered all of these I loveitwhen's the other night, I felt God's whisper speaking to me that He has a lot of I loveitwhen's with me, His child, too.
I want to enter into His embrace in those moments of peace and sweetness with Him nightly too.
And I especially can't wait until you know my Heavenly Father and His rest, peace, embrace and sweetness too.
Thank you my sweet-precious-enjoyable-child, for giving mama so many opportunities for knowing Him and how He relates to me as His sweet-precious-enjoyable-child too.


Christina said...

What a precious post. As a mother whose children have long outgrown these sweet bedtime routines, this brought tears to my eyes. I'm happy to see you enjoy each precious moment. Now I want to find one of my children and snuggle, if only for a second.

A family being transformed said...

So sweet. And such a beautiful picture of how the Lord "lovesitwhen" in His children too. Thanks for sharing your mama's heart.

Hugs from the North,

P.S. Did you know I was going to be in the burg in 2 weeks?! Mark your calendar for an Open House at my parents house, August, 22nd from 1-4pm!

Kristen @ Moms Sharpening Moms said...

What a beautiful, moving, poetic letter celebrating all those little treasures of time with your sweet girl. Money can't buy that!

I love your words about how your daughter shows you glimpses of His love and heart for you, His little girl. This warmed and blessed me tonight!

So nice to "see" you again, Krystal!