I admit it: I'm always trying to see myself in Westley. I think every parent does this to one degree or another, searching that tiny, living mirror for similarities in appearance, behavior, likes and dislikes.
I also still have trouble wrapping my mind around the idea that I made him. Like, INSIDE MY BODY. (How? Wha-? @#$%!?) And part of me thinks that's less alien-sounding - and less Alien-sounding - if Westley and I share some traits.
Well, I found out today that we cuddle the same.
Almost inevitably, somewhere between getting in bed and falling asleep, Rob and I end up lying on our sides, facing each other. And whenever this happens, my right leg, my "top" leg, finds its way on top of Rob. It's easier to do than describe. Imagine the leg equivalent of putting your arm around someone.
I can't imagine when Westley would've had an opportunity to see me do this. But this afternoon, he snuggled up to me, rolled onto his side, and - thud - set his "top" leg on both of mine.
Couldn't've done it better if I tried.
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Both my kids look like me. It's like I just budded them out, or they sprang from my forehead like Athena from Zeus. I'm not sure where my husband was, he got shorted in the inheritable traits division, I guess.
I love, love, love your blog. I can so relate... and trying to find parts of me in my blond-haired-blue-eyed-never-stop-moving little boy can be challenging. Except for those times when he displays the EXACT same quirks that I have my whole life. I agree, it does make the whole thing a lot less alien.
I think Westley looks so much like you. But also so much like Rob. Genetics constantly blow my mind. You can combine two people and make ONE that looks like both of them? WHAT?!
Almost daily, I look at Julian and Audrey and say to myself, "How in the hell did I *make* these people? They didn't exist one day, then they grew in me, and here they are. Dude. DUDE."
I love the leg hug cuddling. It's the best.
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