Noah leaned his weight into me as I sat in front of him trying to dress him for the day. He has taken to doing this lately, he thinks it's funny that I have to prop him up. This day, however, was a little different. As he leaned into me, he wrapped his little arms around my neck and squeezed saying, "I love you mommy, I love you. You..you are MY momma." This, coming from my typically non-affectionate son who so clearly takes after his mother in this respect, caused me to be suddenly overwhelmed by how incredibly blessed I was. Blessed to have the love and be the mommy of this beautiful little boy. Thank you Lord, enough said.
Friday, January 2, 2009
You are MY son
Noah leaned his weight into me as I sat in front of him trying to dress him for the day. He has taken to doing this lately, he thinks it's funny that I have to prop him up. This day, however, was a little different. As he leaned into me, he wrapped his little arms around my neck and squeezed saying, "I love you mommy, I love you. You..you are MY momma." This, coming from my typically non-affectionate son who so clearly takes after his mother in this respect, caused me to be suddenly overwhelmed by how incredibly blessed I was. Blessed to have the love and be the mommy of this beautiful little boy. Thank you Lord, enough said.
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