My latest sewing project

Finally, I got set up to sew. I figured I would leave the dirty dishes and floor and sew for an hour while the kids watch a movie before bed. Emmett was watching the movie with the girls. Maisey brought him to me sniffeling tears, lip curled over, scared of a monster. He was trying to tell me about it through his tears, and I couldn't understand him, making it that much cuter. I took him to his room and rocked him on our red chair. I read him several books until I was sure the monsters were far from his mind. Then I turned off his light, wrapped his blanket around him and stood by his crib, rocking him and holding him tight. I whispered in his ear how much I love him (so much forever), and he whispered it back in mine- with his little baby voice in his newly realized whisper voice. I thanked him for going on a walk with me today. He said "You're welcome". I thanked him for making me happy and told him I was so grateful to be his mom. After several moments exchanging these messages I lowered him into his bed and stroked his hair and his face. I thought to myself that I had better really hang onto these moments because a boy might not like his mom loving on him constantly as he grows older. The thought of him one day not being my little boy kept me frozen in that spot for minutes. My next thought was that heaven has to feel something like loving a two year old and knowing that it will never end. And now it's time to get the girls to bed. I never did get to sew. But I am holding on tight to these moments that are flying past me daily.