Sunday, November 13, 2005
It warms my heart
My sweet boy just came upstairs and brought me some hot cocoa. Oh how I love that boy! I forget sometimes that he has a heart of gold. I remember my first talk with him. He was two days old, and he was lying next to me in my hospital bed. I told him how much I loved him and how important he was to me. I told him how afraid I was to be his Mom and promised him I would do the best I could. He laid next to me looking at me the entire time, listening to his Mommy. I must remember to do that more often. He needs to know that I still love him and I'm still afraid to be his Mom. Time is so short. Thank heavens there are eternities. Oh, how I love that boy!
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Do you ever just sit in awe as your kids are playing and think--Holy Cow, these are MY kids. They are my responsibility and now I really am "the mom". I am the "grown up" now. It scares the crud outta me. I can't believe I have such a major responsibility that is such a joyous privilege at the same time
Remember how much you love him the next time he does something really stupid.
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