Right now, I am sitting here, with Ruth pushed against my back. She is watching TV, as I work. This is school time for me. I chose to get my degree online so that I would be home with my children more. I don't know if it helps the boys, but I know that it is where I need to be for Ruth. I want to remember these days of "snuggling". The comfort of touch, the sense of closeness. Even the tingle where she has pulled my hair out strand by strand. This is her way of being close to me, and my way of letting her know it's going to be okay.
On second thought, I know that the boys also are affected by having me at home more. I have watched them grow into fine young men. I know what they watch, and have been able to role model good school habits. I only hope they understand how much it means to me to be home with them, even if I am "at school".
As far as Ruth "snuggling", it is just one of the quirky things I hope to recall in days when she is older, and no longer wants to be so close to her old mom.
As far as Ruth "snuggling", it is just one of the quirky things I hope to recall in days when she is older, and no longer wants to be so close to her old mom.
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