Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Tonight I feel overwhelmed with love for Bennett; it's like newborn days all over again. He is so clingy right now, and when he crawls around the house trying to find me with tears streaming down his face my heart melts.
I just love him so much.
It makes me wish I felt love like that for his sister.
I love her, course I do, but it's different, based on ideas rather than a person. Who she might be as opposed to who he is.
It was 90 degrees out today, but Bennett wanted lots of snuggles, so he sat on my lap and played with his blocks, then we curled up on the couch and read books before nursing and snuggling to sleep.
He holds on to me so tightly; my dress clenched in his baby fists as he tries to climb from the floor to my arms.
So, then, this is what it means to be a mother to a child who breathes and needs and wants and returns love.
It takes my breath away.