Monday, November 9, 2009

Small Hands

Rowan has been growing at a tremendous rate. At 2 years and 8 months he weighs 38 pounds and wears clothes and shoes suited to a 4 year old. But today as I cradled his warm hands in mine, trying to comfort him, I realized just how small his tiny hands were in comparison to mine.

You see, somewhere along the line I have come to think of him as a big kid again. So as we were sitting in the doctors waiting room, Rowan on my lap feeling nervous and scared, my almost 3 year old boy suddenly transformed into my little baby again.

When a child is sick it takes a toll on an entire household. You worry, even when you know that the fever will break and the ear infection will clear up. Eventually he will eat properly and drive you crazy with energetic toddler antics. In the meantime you are caught between desperately wanting your little person to get healthy and, at the opposite end of that sentiment, wanting to be able to cuddle on the couch for just a little while longer.
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  1. Ah, yes. My little (big!) boy has been sick, too. And he is so sweet when he is sick. And we have been cuddling, too. It is nice!

  2. Take some clay and make a handprint, it's really cool to see in a few months and years. Anke

  3. aw... get well soon little guy! and happy cuddles to the both of you...

    a friend and photographer was commissioned to do the artwork for the 46664 Hands project; there's something beautiful about the commemoration of hands and indeed, if its a clay model or an artwork with colour-hand prints, you will come to cherish it in years to come!

    much love as always,