Our Own Little Family Unit

My son’s new thing is to say mom or more like “mom mom MOM” I am sure there will come a day where this word may be irritating to my ears but right now it is bliss. I LOVE being a mom. It is the hardest thing I have ever done (whoever said it is the hardest job you will ever have was not lying) but he fills my heart with joy. Every day he is discovering the world around him and it is fantastic to watch. And even though I say “no!” to him more than any other word at the moment he is learning. Yesterday he tried to pull the cats tail AGAIN and when I gave him “the look” he actually backed off. Wow. He is learning. He is starting to understand all those no’s. He is our little miracle. We have been married for 11 years people. It took us over 9 years to have him. I had about given up on my body. But I guess it just wasn’t the right time till now. My point is right now he is my light. What is helping me get through this grief, and helping me shape how I want my future to look. Him and Brian, we are a family. Our own little unit. And I love it.