I'm hooked...

on this baby!

God KNEW what He was doing when he picked me to be this sweet angel's mama. We have such a precious bond that I couldn't have dreamed up on my own. He has the sweetest disposition. I feel like I can't truly explain but I'll try. 

He is so compassionate and caring. For example, when one of the kids in his daycare cries, he walks over and tries to console them. He does the same with LG. He will walk over, pat her on the back, and say in his sweet little whispered voice, "It's ok." When I come to get him from daycare in the afternoon, he runs to me when he sees me with the biggest smile on his face and screams, "Mama!" I pick him up and he buries his face in my shoulder and pats me on the back. Then he'll study my face for a minute like he is just so happy to see me right here in front of his face and then he'll hug me again. :) When he does something that he's not supposed to do, like say "No!" when I tell him to stop doing something, all I have to do is look at him with a disappointed face and he'll run over and hug my leg and say, "Mama." He would never intentionally do something wrong. He has the normal toddler curiosity and he will think about doing something he's not supposed to but he rarely ever follows through with it. You know how toddlers go through that phase where they "hit" you when you make them mad? He will swat at you~staying just far enough away as not to hit you but also trying to let out some frustration. I think it is so cute! :)

Every night as part of our bedtime routine we read one book, rock to one song, and then I'll lay him in his bed and sit on the floor next to it and rub his back or his hand for one more song. That last song gets me EVERY TIME! I mean it! Every night we listen to the CD, Sing Over Me.

It is a compilation of worship songs and lullabies. All the songs are so sweet but #3 in particular has me in tears every night. Part of the lyrics are:

"How can I thank you? What can I bring? What can these poor hands lay at the feet of a King?" and every time I hear it, I look at Carson and think, how can I ever thank God enough for this precious gift He has given to me? And the tears of joy start flowing! See...I'm tearing up right now. Pathetic, I know. :)

I feel like I've done some damage around my rib cage from either coughing for a couple of weeks through a sinus infection and picking Carson up (he weighs 38 lbs) kind of aggravates it but I.CAN'T.STOP. I just love holding him. And he wants to be held all the time. Fine with me! :) Andy always calls me a sucker because I will pick him up whenever he asks. So what?!~I absolutely love it!!!! I am going to relish the time that I can hold him because one day he won't want me to hold him. I regret not holding LG more when she was a baby and I refuse to feel that way with this one!
I will never be able to thank God enough for blessing me with the gift of being a mother and specifically picking out the babies He would place in my life. He is amazing and knows ALL things!