Brynlee is two today. I have a two year old. A DAUGHTER. And a five month old (today) SON. I have been a mother for exactly two years. I have grown (in so many ways) more in those years than I ever thought I would or could. I sit here tonight with so much gratitude yet lack the words to truly give justice to the flood of emotions I am feeling right now.
We had a good day, rather typical with sprinklings of everything from laughter to refused naps (refused by both kids) to tantrums (had by Brynlee AND me). We went out to dinner and Brynlee was serenaded by the servers and presented with a bowl of vanilla ice cream. She was overjoyed.
She was exhausted by bedtime and went to sleep easily. As difficult as some days with Brynlee are (even on special days like today), I still peek in her room not long after she falls asleep and want to wake her just so I can be with her. I think of the numerous times she daily reaches out to me and says, "Momma hold you?" and my heart could just burst. I never correct her because I always dreamed of having a little girl that wanted me, her mother, to "hold you". I am overwhelmed by the miracle she is and how privileged I am to be her mother.
4.7.09 and 4.7.11
Can't forget my little FIVE month old bubba... my heart is so full.