...I would argue that it is sometimes the pain in things that make you appreciate them the most... it is my unconditional willingness to endure the middle-of-the-night feedings, the cleaning up of vomit, the screaming for no good reason, etc that makes me realize how much I love my child and love raising him...

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Growing

Today I put some blue jean overalls on my baby
with a red long sleeve shirt.
I buckled on his little sadals.
I combed his blonde hair.

I put all his things in his backpack.
I brought him to school.
I turned as I was leaving and
caught a glimpse of him through the window.
My heart skipped a beat.

I realized
that my baby
is now a little boy.

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