5/6/09

I Keep Rocking

I have to put the clothes in the dryer and do one more load tonight, but I keep rocking.

I have to find his brother's uniform belt for tomorrow, but I keep rocking.

I have to call that prescription refill in to the drugstore, but I keep rocking.

I need to call Mom back, but I keep rocking.

I should wash and dry my hair tonight instead of trying to get up early, but I keep rocking.

I'm getting hot, hugging my little space heater, but I keep rocking.

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In his quiet room, my baby snuggled against me breathing softly, I keep rocking. He's sound asleep. I could lay him down now. But I keep rocking and try to quiet my mind, still the voice that reminds me one by one of the things that yet need done.

I breathe his scent in and rub my cheek against his hair.

Rocking my baby is what I will do. Just for another minute or two.

24 comments:

Laura - Are We Nearly There Yet Mummy? said...

Takes me back to when I used to rock. Now they wriggle away if I rock too long!

Amy said...

Laura - That's why I keep rocking- it comes too soon, the time when they don't want that anymore!

Jill said...

My little guy doesn't like to rock or even cuddle very often, but you better believe I take in every second of any hug or snuggle he does offer up. It's like a drug!

Trenches of Mommyhood said...

I don't blame you. I'd do the same if any of my boyz would still let me!

mo.stoneskin said...

I understand. My baby LOVES Stereophonics.

Pop and Ice said...

I remember that time very fondly. Rocking was as soothing for me as for my babies (now teenagers and more!). I would just keep pushing off with the one toe and the rocking would lull me as well. I wish I could have had 3rd a child with my hubby (#2 and best hubby ever), but it wasn't meant to be.

Suburban Turmoil said...

This is so sweet. I had separate moments like this with my son and my daughter this morning. I could think of a thousand other things I needed to be doing, but I just sat and kept snuggling with them. :)

Pamela Kramer said...

Exactly! You sit there and rock that baby as long as you want. They grow too quick.

Ashlie- Mommycosm said...

I miss rocking :(

Great post.

Amo said...

Awww... I went to tuck in my 3 year old last night and found his little mouth suckling, like he was still nursing (which was over 2 years ago).

I cried.

And now I want another. SHHHHHH ;)

Jennifer, Playgroups Are No Place For Children said...

I've definitely savored my second child much more than my first. More snuggles, less worrying about laundry or phone calls to be made.

It's over too fast.

Rima said...

OK, this is a super, super sweet post and I absolutely loved it, but when I first started reading it, I thought you were, like, RAWKING out, and I was like, "damn, that Amy still has it!!!"

Ellen Stewart (aka Ellie/El) said...

Yep, I thought of the same word, and since I'm probably older than most of your readers--or at least my "baby" is, here's an order:

SAVOR it!

Angie's Spot said...

Oh man, you've got me in tears here. My youngest still lets me rock her every once in a while, but my oldest is over it. I'm trying really hard to savor these last few rocking opportunities too!

Heather, Queen of Shake Shake said...

Oh how I miss the rocking. It goes by so fast.

crunchiemummy said...

Awwww, great post!

Yumummy said...

I'm in the middle of rocking...except my getting notious, the little one loves it.

Auds at Barking Mad said...

Beautiful Amy...magnificent and beautiful.

I plan to rock Imp a little bit longer tonight and remember these words and not stress about everything else.

Thank you!

BlondeMomBlog (Jamie) said...

I love this post! Yes the rocking years are far too fleeting, aren't they?

Loukia said...

Oh... beautiful! I so miss those days...

Mary@Holy Mackerel said...

Those were wonderful days, although exhausting and difficult. But I loved them. And I miss them.

Nap Warden said...

I know where you are coming from:)

OHmommy said...

lovely, Amy.

Life As I Know It said...

This is nice.
When my kids were babies I loved to sit and rock them because it was the only time I didn't feel guilty about all the other things I should be doing. That was always exactly where I wanted to be.

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