Having a baby has taught me that there is no end to the amount of times I can fall in love. Seriously. I know it sounds corny, but every time I think I can't possibly love my son more than I already do, he does something that just makes my heart swell up a little more.
There are times, many times, every day, that I just want to cuddle him close and snuggle him endlessly.
Like when he's fallen asleep while nursing, and I shift positions slightly and he raises one little hand as if to say, "Whoa, hold up there."
Or when he wakes up first thing in the morning, and upon making eye contact with me his face brightens up with one of his bright sunshine smiles.
When he's asleep in one of my baby carriers, strapped to my chest, and leans his head back as if he were looking at me even though he's still asleep.
When he wakes up and, after that smile, proceeds to roll over onto his tummy, crawl furiously towards me, and then try to dive into my rib cage.
When I go to give him a kiss and am greeted not by his cheek, as I was expecting, but instead by his tongue.
When I'm lying on the floor and he crawls over and props himself up on my chest so that he can try to nom my nose.
When we're in the car and he's gently talking to whichever toy I've given him to entertain himself with, and over the faint sounds of NPR I can hear him saying "Oh... ah... eh... ah."
When I offer him a bite of whatever I'm eating, and he rolls it around his mouth before pronouncing it good by saying "ahhm... ahhm..." and reaching out for more.
When he's unhappy and fussing but quiets down immediately as soon as I start singing.
When he's taking a bath and delighting in the way the water splashes as he kicks his little feet.
When I offer him a new or different toy, and he takes it, examines it for a moment, and then slowly brings it up to his expectantly open mouth.
When I get something cold to drink, and he greedily licks the condensation off the side of the glass.
When I kiss the side of his neck or the bottoms of his feet and am rewarded with a giggle.
When he falls asleep clutching my arm as though it were the softest stuffed animal in the world.
When I show him a video of his daddy reading to him, and his face absolutely lights up.
Endless snuggles. *sigh*