The King and me

One simple word

by Kat on October 6, 2011

in Baby, Peanut, The King and me

It’s funny how one simple word can turn you into mush.

 

Take the word “love” for example.  Do you remember the first time that your significant other told you they loved you?

 

Just a few weeks into dating, Jon was leaving to go to his hometown in Massachusetts for the weekend.  He and I didn’t really put a label on our relationship yet (mostly because we were too good of friends and great roommates, partly because we worked together) and I was staying in our apartment.  He kept lingering, coming up with excuses, but finally left.  I spent the entire weekend thinking about him and wondering if he was doing the same.  By the time he returned on Sunday, it felt like it had been weeks.  We spent the entire evening catching up and then ended up staying up way too late, just enjoying each others company.

 

I should tell you that I’m not exactly a patient woman, so the following should not come as a surprise.  I spent the whole weekend thinking about my roommate and how I couldn’t get him out of my head.  I’d said “I love you” to others before, but this time felt different.  I knew I was in way deeper than I had ever been before.  By the time our conversation came to a lull, I couldn’t hold it back any longer, so I told my roommate, the guy I’d been sharing my quarters with, that I was in love with him.  He gave me a goofy smile and told me he was in love with me as well.

 

I honestly thought that I would never hear another word that would make me as happy.  Until yesterday morning.

 

I woke up as usual, jumping in the shower, feeding the baby and then handing her off to my mom (she was here with me while Jon was away on a business trip) while I continued to get ready.  I was rushing around and running between the baby’s bedroom where she was playing and the kitchen.  Each time that I passed by her, I would wave and blow her kisses.  It was one of those rushed moments when I was walking from the kitchen to the bedroom, passing the baby’s room on the way when I heard it. “Mum mum mum MAMA.”  I stopped in my tracks and turned around to see my sweet little Peanut crawling and reaching out for me, all along saying “Ma ma ma ma.”

 

Could anything in this world sound any sweeter?

 

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Gone are the days

by Kat on August 6, 2011

in The King and me

Gone are the days of cuddling on the couch, stroking each others hair (although, this does happen from time to time).

 

Here are the days of watching him cuddle our baby, stroking her hair.

 

 

Gone are the days of strolling downtown with no agenda or schedule, holding each other hands.

 

Here are the days of pushing a stroller and watching her get excited about every single thing she sees.

 

 

Gone are the days of carefree weekends.

 

Here are the days of exploring the world and seeing it all anew through her eyes.

 

 

Gone are the days of catching each other’s eye across the bar and smiling knowingly.

 

Here are the days of catching each other’s eye above the baby’s head and beaming with joy, pride and complete happiness.

 

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