Happy Mothers Day!

Almost three years ago, the day after my 25th birthday, I was blessed with a beautiful little baby boy that would change my life, forever.

He couldn’t have come along at a better time and I credit him often with saving me, setting me on the right path and making me try harder, every day. He makes me want to do better, know better and be better, for him. I’ve spent hours, days, months and years researching “baby stuff” to make sure that I feel I’m doing the best I can, for him, every day. I home made baby food for months to make sure he had only the best. When he has nightmares, I sleep in his room, on his floor, next to his bed since he won’t sleep in ours… For DAYS on end sometimes. I loose sleep, sanity, patience, “me time”, youthful freedom and an endless list of things I don’t miss in the trade off. I love him, over protect him, wash his hands too many times a day, follow him needlessly around the playground and cry when he falls. I kiss boo-boo’s, hold hands, kiss noses, sing songs, cut hair, change diapers, read books, give baths and answer never ending barrages of, “Whas dis?”

He’s my best friend, my mini me, my only child, my baby boy… My son… Mama loves you.

Happy Mothers Day, Mamas!