Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Deep Thoughts from the Back Seat

We were driving home after dropping off B at summer school. It's a quick drive, less than 10 minutes. My little guy was doing some deep thinking in the back seat, apparently.

"Mommy, I don't want to go back in your tummy."

I tell him, "No sweetie, you don't have to go back in once you are born."

"There's germs in that tummy. I don't want to go back in there."

A minute of quiet, he must be processing...

"It was dark in there and I wanted out. That was not the fun part. The fun part was the gettin' out."


He's been amazed lately, looking the picture of my belly when I was pregnant with him. He asks me often if there is another baby in there now. (No, there is not!)

The miracle of it all hits me just then, again, that he started with just one egg. That he was in the dark of my womb.

That he is here now, growing to be the man that he will some day be.

In his blue eyes, I see my eyes. In his expression, I see his dad. I never imagined feeling this way about someone. The words are hard to find, to express quite what it all means to me.

It's good to be three.


Kim said...

Isn't it amazing how their minds work and what they can (and can't)comprehend.

Not that much different from us, huh?

Anonymous said...

So do you agree? Was it fun gettin' him out?

Mama said...

I'm all choked up. What a guy!

Aliki2006 said...

I always find it so interesting, what our children say about being in the womb, or childbirth. It seems impossible to imagine they have impressions of it all, yet--who knows!