Monday night my mom called around 5:00 requesting I come help her for a couple hours. If it was almost anyone else requesting my help I would have explained that the kids hadn’t eaten dinner, it was bath night and I had several things to do for the radio station. But, as it was my Mom, I asked my husband if he minded, and I left. My Mom means everything to me, she does so much for me, and she rarely asks for anything in return. So, when she does, I don’t even give a 2nd thought to helping her.
After 3 or 3.5 hours away I returned to my kids just in time to kiss Lucille good night and bring Lennon up to bed. I missed them. And as I lay in Lennon’s bed trying to get him down for the night I heard Lucille giving Peter a hard time. Repeatedly I heard her request me. And though I should have been frustrated when I came down stairs and saw Peter gave up and let her wait for me, I wasn’t. I was so touched that she missed me so much in those few hours. I was more than happy to bring her to bed myself, even though it was late.
When Lucille was born I remember being blown away by the immediate love I felt for her. It was like when the Grinch’s heart grows 3 sizes. I met this tiny person who I already loved so much, and just seeing her made me experience a love so much stronger than what I already felt, unlike anything I could have ever imagined. In that moment I was in awe as I realized how much my Mother loved me. I never knew a parent child relationship from the other end and I couldn’t believe the new rush of emotions I was feeling.
In the moment that I snuggled Lucille to sleep on Monday night a new realization hit me. She loves me as much as I love my Mom. My Mom, who has been without a doubt the most influential person in my life. Who has taught me to be kind and brave, taught me right from wrong, and always been by my side. Like the love I have for my kids, I feel a different kind of love for my Mom. A love that I don’t feel towards anyone else. She has been and will always be the person I turn to when I need advice, the person I run to when I have exciting news, the person I lean on when I am at my lowest point. And I get to be that to these 2 precious little people!! And, yes, I’ve been a Mom for almost 3 years so on most levels I realized this before. But something about my Monday night snuggles, I realized the extent to how important I am in their lives and how treasured I am in their hearts. And it made me melt. And I wanted to keep snuggling her for about a decade!