I'm a pretty private person and for both Jordan and I it's natural to keep private family dirt both good and bad to ourselves. My obsessive need to control an outcome is instinctual. Lately it's not working so well and I'm transparent. I guess that's what you get when you're the mother of a two year old that requires an obscene amount of attention. I just can't get away with keeping it to myself and playing pretend. I use to be shamelessly good at keeping up appearances. I now sit and watch my two year old creatively stuff 20 mini cookie cutters in to one little sock, repeat everything I say even when it's terrible and wipe away tears and snot with the little amount of grace I have. I love it and it doesn't compare to anything in this world. I am grateful to have a healthy, happy child that is amazingly eager to learn everything under the sun. A little boy who is so thoughtful and caring. A little boy who says bless you' when I sneeze or gives me a squeeze when he thinks I'm hurt or sad. It's just enough to keep me up and at um.
So today I choose to thank those who help me so much and take Sam on days that aren't sunny. Thanks for playing with him, teaching him new things and filling his tummy and heart with all the warm fuzzies he needs. Your help is something I greatly appreciate.
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