A long long long time ago, before I had kids (which really was only about 4 years ago, but it might as well be a lifetime), my cousin Kiersten Hansen told me about taking her daughter Eliza to get her ears pierced. She said they were planning on waiting until she was 12 to get them done, but when they were in the mall, and she was only about 8, Eliza asked if they could do it. Keirsten said she looked at her daughter and was so in love with her in that moment, that she would have given her the entire world if she'd asked for it; needless to say they left the mall with a glimmer in each of Eliza's ears. Then Keirsten told me how you always love all of your kids, but sometimes there are moments or days that you are so in love with your kids.
I am so in love with my kids.
Everything Will says lately is so funny. He is wetting the bed in the middle of the night, and even though I am practically in a drunken stupor trying to care of him, I gladly do it just so I can feel his perfect skin and kiss that little round cheek of his just one more time.
Then there's Annie. My sweet, sweet Annie. She is perfection. I miss her terribly when I am not with her. My heart falters when she starts babbling "mamamamama" and looks straight at me. Her eyes are so bright and full of wonder. I don't think I will ever get enough.
I want this feeling to last for every second of every day. I know it won't. There will always be frustrating times and times when you are just trying to make it through another day. But for now, I'm going to relish it.
Wilson Halloween Extravaganza! - Potions, and Bingo, and mummies- oh my! We had witches, and zombies, and a pirate- no lie!
1 year ago