Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Will It Ever End?
The stupid pain in my heart. The way my throat tightens up when I hug you good night. This is not the way it's supposed to be. Not the way I pictured our life together. Having regrets already as a mother. You are growing too fast and I am missing so much of it. I want to hold you just a little while longer before you don't need me to hold you anymore. These are the best times. Last week was everything I ever wanted it to be...me, you, and daddy. Our little family-so much in love with one another. You are a rare find, baby. A precious, sweet, innocent boy. A kiss every second would never be enough. I see you in everyone. The children in my classroom, a random passerby, your daddy, every other little boy. I feel love for them because they were once like you are now. You teach me compassion everyday. So thankful God chose you to be my baby. Night night.