There are some nights that I can’t help but stare.
I watch as his chest slowly rises and then descends downward.
I watch his small dimpled hands curl up around his blanket as he brings it up to his chin.
I guess I sometimes am still taken aback at how much I love him.
I know, statement of the year right there.
Everyone loves their kids.
But – really.. it can really get you sometimes.
If you do not have kids I can tell you this much.
Nothing will ever prepare your heart for the day you first meet your baby.
Sometimes it gets filled to the brim and feels like it’s going to explode puppy dogs and rainbows.
It is such a precious thing.
Such an amazing thing.
And nothing beats the feeling of your baby smiling at you.
Nothing.
Wyatt is such a gift.
William and I are so lucky that we were able to have him.
Sometimes I watch the two of them playing on the floor and think to myself…
“How did I get so lucky?”
It’s important to always be thankful, to be humble, and to be genuine.
Those are things I want to pass onto my son.
I hope that when he is older – and reading these posts – he feels how much he is loved.
At least a portion of it.
Because no blog, book, or anything I could ever write would compare to what I feel in my heart.
I remember when I was carrying my third child and wondering how I was ever.going to love this new baby as much as I loved my twin sons. They were about 18 months at the time and the center of my universe. I even worried myself to tears on quiet days as I played with my little men in my life. They were the happiest little guys always smiling and loving. The two most perfect babies ever. I adored them every moment was precious and I hardly let them out of my sight. I made their babyfood,read Dr Spock,and Dr James Dobson, listened to the wisdom of the elder female family members. I.could not.wrap my head around ever being able to love another baby as much as I loved my boys.
But…the day came. They handed me my little pink daughter and that was it. The doubt.melted away never to be thought of again.
A mothers love is endless, has no boundaries,or limits. It continues even when we think we cant. Tough times good times, during the breaks in your childs life when they do not think they need you. The love is there.And when you think it.cant possibly endure another heartache its there.
So all young mothers, enjoy every day because it is a gift. Give them room to breathe and grow becauae wirhin each one god has given a blueprint for their life.
Thank you for sharing your story Sheri, it’s very sweet! ๐
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Kelly
Sparkles and Shoes
Awe, thank you Kelley! You are too sweet! It’s good to have you ๐