For those that didn't go (I hope everyone did) the answer is: your lap. :)
Tonight I was thinking about my lap and wanted to remember my thoughts, thus a blog post.
I'm at a stage in my life where my lap seems to be continuously filled with a child.
The majority of the time it is filled with our sweet three month old Sadie, who demands a lot of physical contact. I love holding her, smelling her sweet baby scent (even if most of the time she smells a little sour from spit up) and I love feeling her soft cheeks on my neck where she loves to rest her face.
A little less often but still often enough my little Novalee crawls onto my lap and cuddles up. She is so cute. Many times she just wants to pretend to be a baby so that I will give her some of my attention that she now has to share with her little sister. There are even times when both girls are cuddled up on my lap at the same time. :)
And on a very rare occasion even my six year old will climb up onto my lap and gently put his arms around me, softly say, "Mom, I love you" and he will stay there while I rock back and forth as if he were a little child again. I know that as time passes he will want to be on my lap less and less. But for the time being, I love the gentle and calm moments with him.
I hope I have many more years filled with little children climbing onto my lap.
Motherhood truly is a blessing.
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