That’s what Cash calls me. Dada was his first word, of course. Those two are inseparable!
It’s so interesting to watch our relationships with Cash begin to grow separately. For the most part, he’s still happy with either of us taking on nurturing or playful roles with him. But every night we climb in bed and our routine begins. Colin and Cash play, or wrestle, to get out that last little bit of energy. Cash will then cuddle up with Colin and start to settle in. When it’s time for the serious business of sleep, though, he comes crawling, climbing, or rolling over to his mama. Maybe it’s the last remnants of our bygone nursing times together. I’ll miss it when it’s gone, is all I know.
When Quinn arrives, I’m afraid Cash and I will miss out on some of our most favorite cuddle times. Or I just need to figure out how to cuddle both babies at once! Our king sized bed is on its way for that very reason!
Joyful Striving 