Today was one of those days.
The days where the love for your child just overwhelm you and it kind of hurts... in a good way.
My boy is oh, so sweet. He's quite the Mama boy right now and has been giving me more and more sweet snuggles. I love to see his affectionate side come out in short spurts between his go-go-go crazy side. He doesn't give anyone else the same open-mouth kisses. Not like he kisses his mama.
And the way he lays his head on my shoulder for a couple of extra seconds of cuddles after nap-time.
And how when he is sad, or hurt, only Mama will do. {sorry Dada} But when it is about play, he knows who to go to {Dada}.
And the way he so excitedly waves his arms to sign "more" and then "all done" at the dinner table. Such a smarty.
And the way he's learned he can "fake" smile the sweetest cheesiest smile ever. Oh, my heart.
Or the way he turns and smirks when I say "No, No, Baby!"... stinker. {although he is obedient most of the time}
God has blessed me! I don't deserve the privilege of being this boy's Mama. But somehow God thought I was fit for the job.
It is amazing how my priorities and values have completely changed in the past almost-11 months. Many of the things I used to care about, meaningless. But my kids? Yeah, I'd give my life.
I love that boy. And I have to admit... I do wonder if I could ever love another the same way.
Then I feel the little bean wiggling about in my belly... just like Jude did. And I know that I can. And I do. Because this love doesn't divide, it only grows.
It is so sweet to be the Mama of boys.
