Sometimes I sit and just watch Oliver play. I'm the silent observer in the room.
Watching him build towers with his blocks. Or share his snack with Mickey Mouse.
He's so sweet and gentle. Giving and kind.
He dances to the Mickey Mouse club song and slaps his knees along with the characters in Little Einsteins.
He'll walk around chewing on his fingers, trying to relieve the pain from those pesky molars that have been taking their sweet time coming in.
He'll call, "Momma." over and over and when I answer, he never has anything else to say.
Just checking to see if I am still here.
Sweet boy I'll always be here.
Anyways, I wanted to write that out so I didn't forget. I never want to forget any of it. I want to have it documented so years from now we can look back on these moments and laugh. I can tell him how excited he would get when Ryan pulls into the driveway after a long day at work.
Or how much he loves to look at my wedding rings. And tells me day after day that they are from Dada.
I was thinking...no one cares about any of this.......But I do. And I want it written down.
All of it.
Not just the happy and silly but the days where I want to pull my hair out and
hide in the closet and eat chocolate.
I never could of imagined the way blogging would influence my life.
the friendships I would make with some amazing women.
Some days, I need a laugh so I post something lighthearted and silly like this post.
but mostly, I want to remember it all.
Thank you for walking this journey with me and my family............