Thursday, March 4, 2010

You Belong to Me

IMGP9710a You press your nose against my cheek, and I smell peanut butter. It must be lingering from this morning's breakfast. I nuzzle in close to your neck, and I smell your dip from lunch. I inhale and breathe you in, the little boy scent that's kind of like dirt mixed with sugar.

You wrap your arms around my neck, and tell me you want to listen to a different song before nap time. I ask which one and you reply, "Oh Danny Boy." I start that song, and then you say, "No. I want Mommy's favorite song." So I skip to number seven on your CD, and you lean in close again. You are in motion even when you're laying quietly against my chest. Some part of your body is always moving, and it makes me think of how much you moved when you were still inside me.

We whisper-sing the lyrics of the song to each other, and your voice elevates a little on the line, "Fly the ocean in a silver plane." My mind forwards to years from now, when I imagine you traveling the world as a middle-aged man who is taking a business trip, or maybe just 15 years from now when you are leaving for college. Will you still be in love with me then like you are now?

You sing the last lyrics to me, in a declaration that quiets my worries. No longer whispering, you say, "You belong to me, Mommy." Yes, sweet Jackson, I belong to you!

You Belong to Me
See the pyramids along the Nile. Watch the sunset from a tropic isle. Just remember darlin' all the while,
You belong to me.
See the marketplace in Old Algiers.
Send me photographs and souvenirs.
Just remember when a dream appears,
You belong to me.
I'll be so lonesome without you.
Maybe you'll be lonesome too, and blue.
Fly the ocean in a silver plane.
See the jungle when it's wet with rain.
Just remember 'til you're home again,
You belong to me.
Lyrics by Pee Wee King, Chilton Price and Redd Stewart


Gina said...

I love it. I am counting down the days until Spring Break...I've already turned in the paperwork to use vacation days from day care that week so I can eat up my Logan-man just like you do with Jackson. Let me know if you want to hang out one day! Lo's been BEGGING to go to Chuck E. Cheese...and I also never got to try that one playplace that we were going to check out with your group!

Janera said...

sweet post!

My friend, Terri, wanted me to tell you that she accidentally deleted your post at her blog site. She's still learning (which we all remember to mean we figure some things out by messing up a little bit). She tried to click back on and reply to you but deleted somehow. I told her I knew you would understand and would be back to visit.

Take care!


Related Posts with Thumbnails