The other day, after showering Little Nugget, I was looking for a comb in my drawer and found the Ziploc bag of hair I kept from Little Nugget’s first hair cut. I took it out, and along with that bag, I accidentally pulled out his dried umbilical cord and Z Nugg’s belly button stump. His initial reaction to these items was apprehension, and although I told him that they were something completely natural and very special, he still pleaded me to put them away. I then went on to explain what they once did hoping to help him focus on something other than the cord and stump’s aesthetics. I explained that his umbilical cord once connected us in a unique place. I explained that this was a unique place because only he and his sister had been there, and it had allowed him to listen to my heart from the inside.
LN: “When I was in your belly?”
Me: “Yes papa. When you were in my uterus. When you were in my belly.”
LN: “Oh! Like when daddy carried a baby in his woowooterus?”
Me: “No. Daddy can’t carry a baby the way I did because he doesn’t have a uterus, but you know who does have a uterus?”
LN: “Tia Nina! Because she has a baby in HER woowooterus!!”
(My cousin, his Godmother, is pregnant.)
My mind was blown.
All I can say is, how often do we give children the opportunity to show us the true extent of their potential? Not because he is my Nugget or anything, but dang! I am one proud mama!
Cheers to keeping a light heart!