its not as rewarding as i thought it might be...hearing him call out for me.
he dosent say my name with a smile or the sound of love in his voice. He calls (screams) my name when somethings not right, when someones too sleepy, when the sound of rain wakes him from his precious rest, or when a loud voice disrupts his space. its not what i expected and maybe not what i needed but knowing that this tiny person knows with all his being that i am MOMMA is enough for me.
I am the righter of wrongs and the fixer of what's broken. I am the one that he trusts above all others and for good reason...because i am also the one that wakes throughout the nite just to check in- the one that keeps playing when all i want is a little rest- and the one that gives my all even when im all give out.
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