Just another minute

Unplugging his dummy from his mouth he says" Lie down, Mommy, lie down" as he pats my cooling pillow and snuggles his back into Daddy's warm arms.


"Mama has to get up and go shower, Baby" I regretfully reply while pulling out clothes and underwear from the drawer.


"Come Mommy, come" he invites me, still patting my pillow. A big smile follows as he snuggles deeper into our bed.


What to do. Nature is calling, the snooze button has buzzed at me, twice, to get a move on, lunch boxes await and I need to jump in the shower. The word "jump" is used very loosely here as it is 6:20am. I also need to set some time aside to get to grips with styling my new hairstyle. Time is marching on and waits for no man, or bleary-eyed mama in this instance.


"Ok, Baba, just for a minute".


Beloved teddies are rearranged and a little arm is flung round my neck as I climb in under the duvet and pulled closer to his warm little body. This must be Heaven. We share giggles as I tickle and stroke his back and his tummy presses against mine. Mommy must be hugged, then Daddy must be hugged, then Mommy and Daddy must hug too. Kisses all round. Mommy gets another extra hug.


Ten minutes later I ruefully extract myself from his embrace and stumble down the passage to go do my ablutions. Hmmpf. I know where I'd rather be.


I'm keenly aware that time is fleeting and I won't always be given the opportunity to cuddle and snuggle with my little prince. Before long I will blink and he will be a hairy teenager who will no longer quiver with happiness at the thought of hugging dear old mom.


I instantly think of my younger brother. His arrival was quite a surprise for our family, particularly my dad who had to sit down on the bed after my mom announced she was (at 38), indeed, once more "in the family way".


You couldn't find a sweeter, more loving little boy, that was my brother. He still is, he is just loathe to demonstrate too much affection. Particularly to his Big Sister. I have to grab him and pull him to me to make him give him a hug let alone a kiss. And all the while he is rolling his eyes, smiling and muttering "Do I have to..?!"
Oh the terrible life of a little brother. "Little" is also used very loosely as he is taller and wider than me and is a whole lot of Gorgeous packaged into a sport-crazy, computer games mad body.


But I digress.


So I will be late for work today. Again.
But it was oh-so worth it!
More cuddles tomorrow morning, same time, same place. 
Now where's that Snooze button?, just one more time...