My baby that was never really a baby (always keeping up with big brother) is officially entering big boydom, and I'm not sure I'm okay with it. These moments, when they are so little are so fleeting. It's all I can do to keep myself from tearing up just thinking about it. I mean, it seems like just yesterday that I was in and out of the hospital having too close contractions, and battling the yucky stomach bug that would have Elliot arrive two weeks early. I remember feeling so fearful. Would I be able to give this second child as much love as I gave Theo?
Would I be enough?
That's the funny thing about motherhood. Just when you think that you can't possibly love something any more, your heart swells and opens to accommodate enough love to go around. Before I was a mother, this level of love was unfathomable. No words could make me believe that such a love actually existed.
Thankfully I was blessed with not only one, but TWO perfect human beings to open my eyes and heart to the most beautiful feeling in the world, and my Elliot, oh that Elliot, has made life so much more colorful with his big smile and happy go lucky demeanor.
Little did I know, that the small tiny, jaundice-y baby, who came in to the world with only three pushes, would fill my heart to the brim of explosion, and fill the hole that we didn't even know we had in our lives. From the first moment, I held him in my arms, I knew that he would be a joy to all of those around him, and he has been nothing but smiles since that very moment.
So Thank you Elliot for choosing me to be your mommy, and keep that joyful spirit, because YOU my love, are something so special, and I thank God everyday that you are mine.
|From the first moment I saw you, I knew that you completed my heart.|