Thursday, July 17, 2008

A Special Morning for Owen


For many months -- since long before Meera was born -- Owen has been waiting to feed "his baby" a bottle. I cannot exaggerate how much this has meant to Owen. We don't know why this has been so huge for him. Perhaps because he himself loved his bottles so much as a baby (and still loves to drink warm milk from a sippy cup each morning when he wakes up)? Perhaps because this symbolizes to Owen that Meera really is "his baby"? Perhaps because he loves everything about babies and he knows that feeding them is an important part of life with baby? Perhaps because somehow in himself he knows that he wasn't given enough bottles, and wasn't given them lovingly enough, when he was a tiny baby? Perhaps we read into it all too much and he just simply likes the idea of feeding the baby a bottle? Who knows. We'll probably never know. But this morning, at 6:15 a.m. Owen sat with me in the sun room while I pumped breast milk, and at 7:00 a.m., when Meera woke up, at long last, Owen fed "his baby" a bottle.

4 comments:

Heather said...

Aww. It is so perfect and beautiful.

mayhem said...

So sweet! Look at how he's so serious about it, and Meera's just totally content in her big brother's arms. The morning light is pretty too.

Anonymous said...

how could you start a more perfect morning? priceless!
xoxo
lori

Anonymous said...

Adorable! Meera is loved that is for sure. Owen couldn't be more content.
xo
MorMor