From Monday to Friday mornings, I get to spend about two hours of mommy & daughter time, uninterrupted. My little person wakes up very early, and although it was very hard for me to get accustomed to waking up with the birds, I now open my eyes at least 5-10 minutes prior to her waking up. She wakes up and starts talking right away. She doesn't fuss or cry. She has a conversation with whomever is listening, as if trying to say, "Ok, people, I'm awake, come entertain me."
When she sees me in the morning after hearing my chair make its usual chair noises rolling down the hall, she gives me a bright, big smile. Her little body is curved towards where she hears the noise coming from and her head tilted as far as she can stretch it. "Mommy is coming." She must think. As I watch the whole scene unfold, my heart is filled with so much gratitude and happiness, I can hardly contain myself.
We have breakfast together, and she peruses around the kitchen and family room area in her walker. During that time, Anastasia talks, discovers, tries to flirt her way into drinking my cafe con leche, and dances a whole lot to the beat that is incessantly playing in her little head (she's always dancing). We sit by the window that overlooks the lake and usually watch a family of ducks swimming, cranes majestically tip-toeing their way around, and our favorite, turtles sun-bathing their little heads while their bodies are still submerged.
I sit her on my lap and depending on her mood, we read together, we play, we clap, we sing, we hug and we laugh. I kiss her a lot, she gets a little annoyed. We watch some of her favorite shows (I assume they are her favorites, because they have become some of mine), such as Bubble Guppies, The Fresh Beat Band, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, there are a couple more, but I forget them now.
For two hours, my daughter and I create our own little place in the Universe. It's when and where we bond through playtime, eating time, diaper changing and finally nap time (usually in my arms). Since we first met each other, the only advice that has been repeated incessantly is, "Enjoy every moment, they grow up too fast." I believed it from day 1. I spend time with her all the time, but these 2 uninterrupted hours during the week are so precious to me. It's a tradition I hope I never break. Bonding time with my child. I know the activities will evolve throughout the years, but my wish is that the sacred space we have created together between the both of us will only unify and strengthen our relationship.
Must go now, she's awake.
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