Last night when I went to bed I found this on my pillow.
I wish that I had
a brother who will
play with me
to bad because
I do not have
one.
By: Kaden
Oh, if I could give my little boy a brother I would.
He is always so sad about it and has been asking for one for years.
I tried to explain to him that there is no guarantee it would be a boy and they would be so far apart in age they wouldn't get to play together the way he thinks.
It doesn't help that I have wanted a baby for a year now and will never have one.
It made me so sad.
But I also thought it was cute.
And his spelling is not too bad for a kindergartener.
So, today I took him to play with his rough and tumble cousins. My sister's boyfriend was there and let the kids beat him up with foam swords. Then he caught bugs and played in the mud. We came home and watched star wars. Then he told me I was beautiful and his favorite mom. And when I tucked him in he said he was tired and went right to sleep.
Why is it when you look at your child's sleeping face you feel like your heart could burst with love for them. It is such an overwhelming feeling and It gives me purpose and strength to keep going. I want them to have a safe home where they feel and know they are loved everyday. Sometimes I wonder how I will ever be enough and then there are those small moments when they let you know that at least today it was. I am so grateful for those moments when looking at my children completely overshadows all the pain of our circumstances. There is nothing that I will ever let jeopardize being with my children for eternity.
