Those Big Blue Eyes Steal My Heart Away

Every morning I wake up and slowly, quietly, creep into my son's bedroom while he's still sleeping. Little Dawson isn't so little anymore. He's nearly three years old. And yet I still find comfort and happiness, like a new mother, when I see my precious boy fast asleep.

My eyes fall upon him curled in his new toddler bed. His brown hair is matted, his arms clutch his favorite "blankey" and his little legs are crossed at the ankles. I hear his soft breath and see the slow rise and fall of his chest. Occasionally I hear a small whimper and I imagine he's dreaming about his favorite Bob the Builder or Thomas the Tank Engine toys.

I cannot fight the urge to tousle his hair and stroke his warm cheek, and to this day I can still recall that baby smell. Instantly I tear up and try to grasp those memories and hold them tightly in my mind.

His tiny little nose, his chubby cheeks, his eyes closed as he enjoys his rest; it all makes me wish time would stop at that moment so that I could enjoy it forever.

And just when I think it doesn't get any better than this, his eyes open and those beautiful baby blues stare back at me.

"Hi Mumma!" he exclaims, and I feel my heart beat faster.

My child's eyes tell me everything I need to know. He loves me. I'm his mother. I am his sunshine. And he loves me. And I love him more than he will ever know.

Dana writes about her motherhood moments at The Dana Files. She lives in Wisconsin with her hilarious husband, Doug, and their toddler Dawson, 2 3/4. When she isn't blogging she can be found picking up all of Dawson's toys scattered across their living room. You can find Jenn at Dana's place today and please visit the Blog Exchange if you'd like to participate and read other entries in this month's exchange.