Monday, September 7, 2009

Everytime I look at him

I fall more in love with my son everytime I look at him. Just when I think it's not possible to love this child anymore, it happens. And my heart gets even bigger.
Last night he was sleeping next to me and I looked over at the most beautiful, precious child I have the fortune of being mommy to. Despite his huge attitude and stubborn ways (he comes by them honestly), and the bickering we do all day long because he is so fiercely independent, it's his way or the highway. I am getting better at helping him compromise though. I have a most amazing, intelligent child.
His beautiful blue eyes were closed and his long eyelashes were touching his still baby-chubby cheeks. His lips were bow shaped, breathing out and his little freckle speckled nose was moving just slightly. How beautiful can one child possibly be? I just sat there and listened to him breathe, watching him sleep. I may have even cried a little...
And in the mornings when we are on our way to base, I look over at this wonder of a little human being, taking in his beautiful profile, and his smile that just lights up the whole world. I love this child. More than anything. In the whole wide world.

(I know I am not the only mommy to ever feel this way, but I just had to get it out!)

1 comment:

  1. There is nothing like mommy love. And he is a pretty cool kid too.

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