It wasn’t a smooth path. There were bumps, and potholes, and, what felt like, a mountain to climb.
But in the end, there he was.
“Motherhood is seeing your heart walking around outside your body and hoping the world is gentle with it” – Elizabeth Stone
I was not prepared for a boy. I thought “ugh, messy, muddy, eating everything in sight”. But he was not.
He was sweet, not messy/muddy, but still had a mind of his own. He would tell me how pretty I looked and ask, “is that a new dress?”
I’m now a mother of a 35 year old married man.
He is still sweet and thoughtful and I’m grateful to be his mother.
Me two, literally! 34 and 33 year old. Both loving, one messy, one hated getting dirty. Still the same! Both accident prone!
I wouldn’t change them for the world…
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Lovely memories being a mother!
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Thank you!
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