Little girls definitely have a innate desire and love for babies. I remember when I was little I loved babies and probably drove all my aunts crazy because I would rather hang out with them than to run and play with the rest of the cousins. However, boys have a love that is unchallenged for babies too. I have heard a lot of people say something to the fact that it is so great to have a little girl first, they are so much help. Or if you had a little girl first they could help you. Well I am here to prove that point mute. I guess a girl would be helpful no doubt, that is not to say that boys are not. My four boys are so great. They love to be with Taggert. They hold him, get spit up on, put him to sleep, hold him when he is fussy, change diapers, run grab things for me, and just love him. The other day he was particularly fussy with a tummy ache. I was trying my best to comfort him. Addler was right there concerned for him, and he says to me, "Mom he loves his bath, maybe he would like a nice warm bath." Hello, yes what a great idea Taggert settled down immediately and went to sleep after. Addler is so compassionate towards everyone especially Taggert. So, my thoughts turned to the grown men that seem to bury, a bit, this overwhelming love for babies as they get older. I wonder why? Do their other Divine traits as protector and provider become stronger, or do they carry the fear that we all as adults develop as we grow? I don't know but I love that my boys are having the opportunity to let a divine, I believe, trait of love for a baby grow a bit. This lose of a huge desire to hold and love babies in men, is probably why it melts a women's heart when she sees her husband and father of her child take a moment now and then and hold and love their child, or when I see a Grandpa or uncle take a moment to love the baby.
I want to record an instance that I don't want to forget. Taggert was only a couple of days old, and we had been at Grandma Price's house for the day. Taggert was asleep in the car seat for the majority of the day. Uncle Kade was in and out most of the day, he came in at one point and I looked over and he was taking Taggert out of his car seat and went and sat down with him and held him for a while. So, it melts our hearts to see that Divine love of babies come up out of all the other responsibilities that the father or provider of the home is consumed with.
Ruxton put Taggert to sleep~six weeks old
We couldn't believe how big he looked just sitting there like a big boy on Maestin's lap~seven weeks
After seeing how big he was getting I had to get a picture with my baby that was growing very quickly right before my eyes. Now that I am at the end of my baby days, I look back at my 11 years of having babies and I love to see pictures of me holding my little tiny babies. I don't know what it is but it brings joy and a bit of sadness to my heart when I see the baby in my arms. It reminds me I think how much I loved having my little guys and that I am not always a grouchy mom that can't wait for it all to be getting easier. I love my babies so much, they give the example of pure love that is not tainted by hurt or mistakes. They grow up way too fast. These pictures remind me to enjoy, enjoy, enjoy it will all be gone before I know it.
Holdan wanted to hold Taggert one morning and Taggert just sat and looked at his big brother for ever. Whenever Taggert hears Holdan he starts looking around to find him.~seven weeks old
