Today, while driving home from playing with our friends, I watched my sweet little boy drift to sleep in the backseat of the car. I dont know if this ever happens to you but I all the sudden was taken back. Woah baby I am a real mom, I have a real kid. Forever. As you know I have wanted to be a mom since I was little, I counted down the days while I was pregnant. Then I have spent the last 17 months memorizing every inch of his little body, spending hours trying to imprint all his different smiles into my mind so I could remember them forever. I know him, I am his mommy. And he knows me. He can tell when I walk in the front door even if hes in the other room he comes running. He knows when I am sad and gives me his blanket. He lets me cuddle him in the morning while we watch Miss Sunny's Spider Patch.
But for that moment in the car I was taken back at the awesomeness of my little man. MY little man! I gave him life (with some help from the hubs) I nursed him for hours, I walked the halls in the dark of night. And somehow in a flash we ended up here- driving down the road in a big boy car seat, signing to me that he got rain boots with fish on them (they are actually frogs but every water animal is a fish right now) then nodding off to sleep.