Dear Momma (a note to myself and sweet boys),
Don't take this time for granted; the early mornings, all night snuggles, and sleepless nights will soon be gone. It's not a bad thing - babies grow, momma's grow, life goes on, but cherish these small and quiet times while you can. There are so many times when I'm holding each of my sons that I wish I could just snap a million pictures of their angelic faces - capture every line, every sleepy smile, every twitch - but my memory will just have to serve as testament to these sweet moments. I find myself teary eyed a lot these days as I watch them change - they are becoming little boys and before I know it they won't need me for much anymore. They won't need me to feed them, bathe them, wipe their stinky bottoms (that one I won't miss). They won't need me to cuddle on the couch, hold their hand to cross the road, or push their stroller day after day so that they can enjoy the world around us. They won't need me to kiss boo boo's, get them a "little bit of chocolate milk", or show them there's no monsters under the bed. Soon, they will be chasing after each other and going to school. Soon, they will be sleeping in their own room and writing their names. Soon, life will move on so soon.
My dear boys, I promise to be present in this moment with you. To "look at this mommy", "watch this mommy", "come here mommy" as much as your heart desires. Sometimes I may seem distracted - sometimes I am. Sometimes Mommy needs a little break, but please remind me that breaks will come when you nap and when you grow. Pull my hand, tap my arm - bring me back to the present. Help me to stay focused on the little time I have to spend every second of my day with you - because yes dear boys, you are my world and I don't want to miss a second of our time together.
I love you more than words, hugs, or kisses could ever explain and I thank God for giving me the opportunity to raise two beautiful, extraordinary, compassionate young men.
Love you to the moon and back, infinity and beyond....