Come Running

Oh my. Y'all. I was reading The Good Life Blog today and saw something that brought tears to my eyes! She shared a quote from another blog that is just so sweet to me.

9/22/11

I can remember when I was pregnant, I didn't really have the dramatic Hallmark moments of thinking about my baby ever second, etc. Even when I first brought him home, I was SO afraid and exhausted, that I couldn't even enjoy him. (Isn't that awful?!)

One week old!

6 months old!

9 months old!

12 months old!

Anyway, in almost two years of being that sweet boy's mama, I am soooo infatuated with him. There is NO way anyone loves him more. I am so honored and privileged to be his mama. He is such a perfect little being in such an imperfect world. I hope he shares all of his hopes and dreams with me, and Robbie and I can help him in any way that we can to help him achieve them. I hope he knows he can tell me ANYthing. I am his biggest fan.

19 months old!

I hope he knows that I will ALWAYS come running!!! Even on those tough "terrible twos" days, I know I have done something right when I put him to bed and ask him to "give me a squeeze". And his sweet little arms wrap around mine and he squeezes so hard and then leans in for his kiss. All of the frustrating moments and moments where you feel like you have failed, don't even matter, as long as you always remember to come running!!!