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Trapping Hugs

I was in bed praying when my 6-year-old boy woke up.

“Mom, wake up!” he chirped, as he saw that my eyes were closed, feigning sleep.

I scooted over to him, hugged him with my right arm and gave him my best sleepy smile.

“More trap. . .” he requested. He means he wants me to give him a tighter hug.

I trapped him with both my legs and arms.

A few more seconds and he bounced off from bed, giving me some more moments of quiet with the Lord.

“Mom!” he called again as he entered the room minutes later.

He lunges at me and gave me a big bear hug. He smiles as my eyes met his.

Then suddenly he’s crawling under the comforter and we create a big blanket igloo to house us.

We stare quietly at the vision of white enveloping us, both of smiling in wonder.

He asks me to for a trapping hug again and I succumb to his wishes.

This little boy does not talk much. He is the quiet type, much like me when I was small.

He shows me his love daily through his actions.

When he hugs me with his chunky toddler body, I inhale him in, time stops and I thank God for making me his mom.

I live for moments like this and I wish I can capture it in my memory forever. How blessed are we moms for being gifted with children who love and trust us with their whole hearts. It makes all the sacrifices we make worth it.

“Can a woman forget her nursing child, And not have compassion on the son of her womb?
Surely they may forget,Yet I will not forget you,” says the LORD. –Isaiah 49:15 NKJV

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