Sometimes when I'm with Bryant, it all I can do to not hug him to death. Sometimes my heart just feels like it's going to explode because I love him so much. I think its safe to say I not only love him... but I'm in love with him.
When I pick him up from school my heart races. When he does something cute I want to tell everyone. When he put his arms around me and says, "Mom you're so pretty. I love you" it makes me want to cry. And even when he's naughty I still think he's pretty darn cute.Does everybody feel this way about their kids? Sometimes when I look at Bryant I am amazed. I wonder if I'm overly enthralled with him since...
- I've always love kids and have always wanted to be a mom
- I chose to give my first baby up for adoption 16 years ago
- I waited a long time to finally become a parent
- I was almost 30 when I had Bryant... we waited a long time for him
- We've had a hard time having another child, so Bryant is probably going to be our only child
Bryant is getting more and more independent each day. Sometimes I'm amazed that he still need me and wants me. I see how he explores the world around him and rarely looks back. Four is such a fun age. He has so much personality and every once-in-awhile I catch a glimpse of the boy and man he'll one day be. He's kind, compassionate, funny, confident, independent and mischievous. His carefree spirit makes it easy for him to fit into any crowd. He's going to be a real lady killer one day.
But for now, he's pretty good about letting me still hug and snuggle with him... but I know the day is probably coming where it's not going to be "cool" to hug mom anymore. Until then, I think I'll continue to hold him tight until he yells "mom let go, I can't breath."
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what a cutie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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