A moment

by Ginger on January 28, 2011

in Mom Thoughts

I get out of the car, gathering the pieces parts that made the trip with us: purse, phone, drink, Mum-Mum wrappers, Jackson’s bottle of water. N.C. works to get the kid out of his carseat–always a challenging prospect. While he fiddles with straps and buckles and 28 pounds of squirmy toddler, I grab the diaper bag.

As I come around the back of the car, N.C. stands up with Jackson in his arms. “Koala baby,” we say, a phrase we’ve taken to calling the kid as he’s learned to cling. I smile to see the two of them together.

Jackson looks over his daddy’s shoulder, and sees me. His face lights up, and my heart lifts. He leans to reach for me, ignoring things like gravity, height, and the fact that I’m still about 2 feet away. The leaning tower of toddler continues moving toward either me or the ground, so I take two steps forward just in time for him to wrap his arms around my neck, and his legs around my waist.

“Pack mule mommy,” N.C. and I say at almost the same time. What is it about being a parent that gives you the ability to carry all this crap while carrying a moving, wriggling kid? Somehow, the diaper bag and other items get taken from me, leaving me with the kid and my purse. Much more manageable.

I used to be able to get in the house from the car in less than 2 minutes. Now, we’re lucky if it’s around 5, but eventually we all make it in the door. I bend down to put Jackson on the floor, just as he picks his legs up and refuses. He’s clingy today, but it’s the end of a long stressful workday, so I don’t mind. In fact, silently, I’m kinda happy about it.

“Fine, fine, I’ll just put my purse down, and then we’ll sit down together.”

I’m finally free of all accouterments besides the kid. All of a sudden, he leans in to kiss me, that awesome open mouth kiss that melts my heart. “Aww, thanks for the kiss buddy!”

He stops, looks me right in the eye, and puts a hand on my cheek. I stop moving, waiting to see what he’s going to do next. Still staring intently at me, he puts his other hand on my cheek, cupping my face in his hands, gazing in my eyes. We stay like that for an eternity and a heartbeat, and I try not to breath lest I break the spell. He searches my face, and then breaks into a slow megawatt smile that would cheer up even the grinchiest grinch.

And then the moment’s over, and he’s squirming to get down, to run and play and be a toddler. I let him down, wishing he’d stay still in my arms a few more minutes, but knowing I’ll take those moments–however fleeting–whenever I can get them.

Lisa January 28, 2011 at 10:02 am

Awwww, this made my heart all melty.

hillary January 28, 2011 at 10:36 am

love this πŸ™‚

OurLittleAshley January 28, 2011 at 11:00 am

Oh, how sweet. πŸ™‚ I love it.

kakaty January 28, 2011 at 11:44 am

I love these moments. And you captured it so well. I’m sure you will cherish this entry in the years to come

Jenn January 28, 2011 at 11:59 am

Very sweet!

Tara January 28, 2011 at 12:34 pm

Oh, hon…you captured that experience perfectly! This is one of the sweetest things I’ve ever read.

I love those moments, too, no matter how few and far between they can be πŸ™‚

jenny January 28, 2011 at 1:17 pm

you captured the moment perfectly. love it.

clara January 28, 2011 at 3:04 pm

“…for an eternity and a heartbeat” — yes. So lovely.

My little boy kisses my nose and seeing his little pursed mouth coming at me is the most heart melting thing.

kate January 28, 2011 at 3:15 pm

These are the moments that time stops moving and everything is focused on that precious little one. Enjoy the moment. πŸ™‚

Jason January 28, 2011 at 4:23 pm

This was great. Keep ’em coming!

Megan January 28, 2011 at 8:15 pm

I love it. πŸ™‚

We almost had a moment like this tonight. Charlotte was cupping my face in her hands, and it was very sweet, until the pain of tiny, overgrown, fingernails digging into my flesh kicked in.

Cheryl January 28, 2011 at 8:58 pm

Love πŸ™‚

Joanne C January 28, 2011 at 10:27 pm

Love those moments! πŸ™‚

bekah January 29, 2011 at 7:35 pm

Oh my gosh, I SO love this Ginger! How extremely sweet. This is totally one of those posts where I see how amazing of a writer you are, I felt like it was me and Jack for a little while.

Perpetua January 30, 2011 at 5:30 am

Aw, this is wonderful. πŸ™‚ (And wonderful new writing style, too.)

Kimberly February 2, 2011 at 9:45 am

So sweet. My boys are much older now, and I still have sweet moments with them, they’re just different kinds of sweet moments.

Kris February 2, 2011 at 10:51 pm

Oh, I love your ability to appreciate the moment in the moment.

To see that this moment is special . . . to hold your breath in hopes that it will last just a little bit longer if you don’t exhale.

I just love this.

AmyLynn February 6, 2011 at 6:08 pm

I miss things like this so much…so glad you can enjoy it. New visitor sent over from Kris!

Renee February 7, 2011 at 11:20 am

What a lovely moment written in the the mist beautiful way.

Stopped by way of Kris.

The Sweetest February 8, 2011 at 11:18 am

I savor those moments. Jackson is at the age when you will get a lot more of those. And then, before you know it, he will be a big boy.

Nichole February 18, 2011 at 2:04 pm

What a wonderful moment…one that could have so easily slipped by.
Truly lovely.

JDaniel4's Mom February 19, 2011 at 12:07 pm

Moms could really use eight arms to carry everything in from the car. I love reading about your snuggle moment.

Ally February 20, 2011 at 5:31 pm

Awww. So easy to miss those moments if we’re not careful. This was super sweet! Even though mine is 16 now, I still vividly remember what it felt like to have those little arms around my neck and the legs locked on around my waist. And even that refusal to put the feet down when you try to put them down. lol.

Ally February 20, 2011 at 5:32 pm

Btw, I stopped by from In These Small Moments… πŸ˜‰

mummy@bodfortea February 20, 2011 at 9:32 pm

What a beautiful moment! And so lovingly captured. Thank you for sharing. Visiting you from These Small Moments πŸ˜€

Tina @ Life Without Pink February 22, 2011 at 8:21 pm

What a lovely moment. I often find myself running from thing to thing and forget to just savor the small moments πŸ™‚

Galit Breen February 26, 2011 at 11:21 am

*Sigh* What a gorgeous moment in time! With all of those squirmy, wild times, they’re lucky they’re so sweet. And wonderful. And lovely, aren’t they? Again: *Sigh!* Great post!

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