I can still see the baby in your eyes. The little face that would burrow and snuggle into the soft curve of my neck.
I still see the the black, downy hair and sweet infant smile glimmering just behind the man child you are becoming.
It's at moments like this I forget your pre-adolescent angsts. Your moments of absolute frustration as you begin the struggle between man and boy; often I am just a casualty of that inner war.
Stolen moments where snuggles are still ok and "Mommy" replaces "Mom".
My little Angel in the morning, how I love your sweet baby face.
I love to watch them when they're sleeping... The look like little angels.
..and then they wake up...
Kids are cutest when they sleep. :)
What a beautiful post, KM! You're such a MOM!!! (Isn't that the most wonderful feeling on earth, being "Mom"? My best work, ever!)
He's a little cutie, too. Is it his birthday? If so, give him an extra hug from MD, please?
He'll look back at this when he's older and realize what a wonderful Mom he has.
This is absolutely beautiful.
I'm a recovering single mother trying desperately to see humor in my day to day toil while simultaneously avoiding reality as much as humanly possible.