Monday, April 2, 2007

Fulfillment of a dream

This morning when I went to get R, there was a surprise in his crib for me. (No, lucky for me it was a pleasant surprise... no finger painting with unmentionable substances for my little guy yet.) Yesterday DH had put away all R's stuffed animals and apparently the ones that didn't fit in his hanging toy catch-all (don't know what to call it) he put in the crib. In R's hand though he had a stuffed animal that I had bought for myself 5 years ago. And I was taken back, because I hadn't thought of it in awhile, but it was so right that my little precious son was holding it.
It is a little stuffed bear, about 5 inches tall and made of that soft, soft fabric that a lot of stuffed animals are made of nowadays. Then it was just a beginning thing in the industry, so I found it unusual and all I wanted to do was rub it on my cheek constantly, so I had to get it. We had just found out that Mark and Jobina were pregnant with Riker and I actually had bought it to give to them to celebrate their pregnancy with them. I couldn't do it though. He was so soft, and he had floppy arms and head and if you held him right and bounced him a little he could dance. (Better than Ellen Degeneres if you ask me! :) I found another stuffed animal, just as soft and cuddly for Riker that I believe he still loves and cuddles, so it's OK that this one never made it there.
There was another reason that I couldn't give this stuffed bear away - because it held a bit of a promise for me. I knew that someday the time would be right for DH and I and we would have our own pregnancy and our own baby.
And my promise came to be. He is in our lives, lighting them up and bringing joy to everyone he encounters. He gives me smiles in the morning when I go to get him up. He gives me hugs and kisses in the afternoon. He gives me snuggles and laughter and I cannot imagine life without him. He was well worth the wait!
So when I saw him with that little teddy this morning, all this flashed through me head and all I can say is, "Thank you, God!"

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

How come Daddy doesn't get any hugs and kisses? All daddy gets is Rhys' finger jabbed in his eys on a constant basis. What's with that?
-M