Warning - this is a sentimental post.
Sometimes I look at Max and think, WOW, I grew that little man in my belly for 9+ months. I fed him, took care of him, and now am raising him into this little man. It is astounding.
This morning I was looking at him and couldn't help but smile and get a few tears in my eyes. I am so proud of him. He hasn't won any awards, he didn't start talking or saying anything amazing, but I am still proud. I am proud to be him Mom. I am so blessed to be his Mom.
I am not perfect. I make tons of mistakes. I learn from them. I grow from them. And even through all of my imperfections, Max still loves me. He loves all of me. Unconditional love is amazing.
Curious.
Max is so curious. He studies his cars. He doesn't just play with them. He studies them.
Silly.
Max is very silly. He likes to tell us jokes, and not with words but with actions. He laughs at himself. Something I need to learn to do more of.
Observer.
Max will watch what you are doing and then copy it. He loves watching Will go to the bathroom, brush his teeth, he watches me comb my hair, and even when I put on make-up, he watches. When I am stretching my back and doing exercises for my back he now copies them.
I am learning from Max. At 18 months he has taught me so much. He has taught me to slow down, to not care so much about what others think, and to not worry so much if the house is cleaned up before I go to bed. He has made life enjoyable and happy.








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