This is for my son. I hope to keep this for him and that someday he will know love in its truest form. I myself didn't have any idea this kind of love could exist in me. This is also a glimpse into motherhood, and what it is like to be us. Who we really are. And maybe what really goes on when you're a 'stay-at-home-mom'.
my boy
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Toddler Tired
So, I wish I could transfer Eddie's energy to me. Or bottle it. I'd be a quadruplebilliontrillionaire. Is that a word? Anyway, I'm so tired, I can't stay on here and blog. Or vent which, really, let's be honest folks, is what this is. A vent spot. Good, bad and indifferent. Besides, hubby just brought me a cup of herbal tea, and the toddler is momentarily not hanging off of my leg!! Must. Go. Enjoy. The. Moment!
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