One of my favorite moments with Tristan is when he grips my fingers in his. There is a simple, honest trust in that grasp. Often, he also stares up at me and locks his gaze with mine as he holds on so tightly. I am reminded in these moments how lucky we both are to be alive to share in this bond. One day, years down the road, he will not want these moments with me. Hopefully, he will still have the trust in me that he now exhibits.
My other favorite trusting moment is in the early hours of the morning. Yes, he has woken me up at 3 am to eat when he should not have woken up for another hour or two. Yes, he often wants to stay up and fidget when he is really fighting off sleep. However, this is when the moment presents itself. I pull him into me and wrap his little body around my chest, his knees resting on my stomach. Generally, as soon as I get him in this position, he looks up at me with doe eyes and then start to shut his lids. He melts into my body and finally falls asleep. I may stay in this position for hours, but he gets a truly restful, trusting sleep, and I often see a smile spread across his face as he dreams. These are the moments I often wish I had a camera to capture the moment, but I know no camera could ever properly convey the experience. It is a beauty shared and understood between Tristan and I. May he always feel this comfortable with me.
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