My Real Life

October 24, 2010

Holding Children

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 10:38 am

I’m very hands-on with my babies.

Hugs, kisses, lap-sitting, snuggling.

It’s 24-7 in our home.

I know not everyone is completely comfortable with all the touchy-feely stuff, and truth be told, with adults, I’m not either.

However, I can’t hold a baby, any baby, without planting a kiss on the top of their head.

I can’t see my neices and nephews without wanting to give them big squeezy hugs.

Sometimes I refrain, because I know they aren’t all comfortable with it, but with my monkeys, it’s squeezy time.

The reason is two-fold.

I think children should always know they are loved, and words aren’t enough when a kid is little.

Children need physical affection.

A hug can go a long way to soothe a bad day, a hurt knee, or a hurt feeling.

Kids are tactile by nature.

They touch everything. ┬áIt’s how they explore.

And so, holding them helps them know that they are important and special and loved.

Think about why they have volunteers in the NICU to rock the babies.

It helps them heal and grow.

But, the other side is that I find it very soothing, for myself, to snuggle with my monkeys.

If I’ve had a bad day, or a hurt knee, or a hurt feeling, a minute of snuggling up Baby Monkey does wonders.

A hug from Monkey in the Middle can soothe a raging headache.

A little squeeze from Monkey Girl can make the longest day worthwhile.

So, I’m going to go now, because there is a little monkey next to me just dying for a cuddle.

I suggest you do the same.

It’ll do wonders for you and them!

April 23, 2010

Strange Bedfellows

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 3:42 pm

Most kids snuggle with a favorite blanket.

Some kids snuggle with a favorite stuffed animal.

Monkey Girl snuggles with “Dolly.”

Monkey in the Middle snuggles with “Blue Elephant.”

(You can see that we are really creative with our names for toys around our house.)

What does Baby Monkey snuggle with at bedtime?

Well, it depends.

Last night, he snuggled with his drumsticks.

Two nights ago, he snuggled with a Hess truck.

Last week, I went up to give him a middle of the night kiss because I was missing him and I found him snuggling with a tambourine.

I don’t know about you, but when I’m snuggling with something at bedtime, I expect it to be…oh, I don’t know…snuggly.

Apparently, Baby Monkey doesn’t share this predilection.

That’s okay, I guess.

As long as he is happily sleeping through the night, he can snuggle with anything he wants.

Okay, maybe not anything, but just about anything.

Sometimes, I don’t get this kid.

But good lord, do I love him!

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