Eight Years

Eight years ago I became a mother.

To this guy:

A lot has happened in those eight years.

I have learned patience.  I have learned love like I never knew possible.  I have learned how to function on very little sleep.

Sometimes I still can’t believe that this is my son.  He is so smart.  So inquisitive.  So sweet, to the very core.

There is a mischievous side to that soft smile.  And there is a lot of love behind those blue eyes.

I know he will grow to be an incredible man.

Until then, I will enjoy reading Harry Potter with him.  I will enjoy hugging him goodbye and kissing him in public.

I will enjoy watching him discover the world.

Happy Birthday to my sweet son.  I love you more than you’ll ever know…until you have a child of your own.




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