Faces

At the end of the day, I kiss Michael goodnight.  Sometimes.  When I haven't fallen asleep myself nursing Simon goodnight.

But what always astounds me is that when I get to Michael's face, I always think to myself, "Oh goodness - his face is so...BIG."

Because all day long, I am staring at Simon's face.  I play with Michael when Simon's nursing.  I try to play with Michael outside when Simon is napping.  I certainly don't just STARE at his face the way I do Simon's.

So it's no wonder that when I look at Michael, I'm surprised at how large his face is compared to Simon's.  And it makes me realize how much I miss Michael and his big boy personality.  Most of the time, I'm annoyed at the incessant "Mommy MOmmy Mommy watch this Mommy Mommy Mommy will you do this Mommy Mommy Mommy I want strawberries." Because at the same time, i'm also changing diapers, nursing, changing diapers and nursing.

At the end of the day when Simon's finally gone to bed and it's just Michael and I, I am reminded about how much fun I had with Michael when it was just the two of us.  And I immediately feel guilty for all the times I'm short with him or reprimand him, maybe a little too harshly, about only thinking about himself.  I know he misses me too, but he's a good enough boy to still be helpful and be in good spirits.

He helps me with Simon - watching him, playing with him when he's fussing.  He picks up my burp cloths when I have dropped them.  He even remembers what time I last nursed simon and which side I started on.  He's started wanting to hold Simon even!  And lately, he's been learning how to pick up Simon out of his cradle after nap.

Michael is a great big brother!