After a bad dream last night, Travis was pretty upset, and usually Daddy cuts the mustard in putting him back to bed....but not last night. So, after about 5 minutes, I decided to intervene and give it a shot. I got him all tucked in and laid down next to him, and soon his sweet little breath was slow and quiet. What happened next literally made me cry. Not in a bad way, but good tears. He snuggled right up to me and immediately relaxed into a sweet slumber. Why did THAT make me cry? Because it made me realize that even though we have our bad moments...psycho mommy moments at times...our kids KNOW that we are MOM, and that is comforting to them, and takes all the bad stuff in their world away. I hope I always do that for my kids. I hope that I can take all of their bad moments away. I hope they always find comfort in my presence. That is powerful stuff right there. God knew what he was doing when he made Mommy's, and I couldn't be more thankful that he made me one.
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