When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.
My favorite two boys surprised me with a weekend visit. After ball practice on Saturday morning, they drove over with homemade food and gifts. I really did "kinda"...think they would show up for the weekend. They brought me cookies from my sister and potato soup from my mom (THE VERY BEST!). For supper last night, we walked down to Moe's. That was the first time I have been out of my room since Monday.
We played fruit basket turn over all night. I started off the night sleeping with Skywalker. During the night, he got in the chair with his daddy. When we woke up this morning, Skywalker had the chair to himself and G.I. Joe was in the bed with me
If I had my child to raise all over again,
I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later.
I'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less.
I would do less correcting and more connecting.
I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.
I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.
I'd do more hugging and less tugging.
~Diane Loomans, from "If I Had My Child To Raise Over Again
I found this beautifully written poem this morning. As I read it again and again, I starting thinking.. really?? Would I really do things differently? I have raise my child with circumstances that are very rare and different. I have raised him in the moment where every smile is special and every "i love you" could be the last.
**This is when I know that being sick is also a blessing.
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