It grows.

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.