In one week my son will be two. In one week I will have been a single parent for two years. In one week I will probably cry my eyes out because my baby won't be a baby anymore. Time just rushed past entirely too fast. Wasn't it just yesterday I had him? ??
Watching him grow up is just mind boggling. He picks up words so quickly. He's intelligent, very charismatic, and loving. He suddenly developed a love for hot wheels cars. He will sit and play with them for hours. Crashing them and making noises.
He still loves his babies tho. Gah im not ready for him to grow up. I want to make sure I don't fail him as a parent. I don't want to make the mistakes my parents made with me. I need to work on my temper and my patience. He can be frustrating. He's so stubborn and loves to try me.
God did a miraculous thing when he created my son. He took a shitty situation and just turned it around. We want for nothing. We have the best support system ever. Tons of people who love us even if they aren't always really available. Most importantly we have each other.
I tell him daily that I love him and that I'm proud of him. I give him tons of his and kisses. I try to show him what love is the way my parents showed me. Love is being there not just physically but emotionally. Love is allowing him to make mistakes but being there to soften the fall.
It is fact that I am a major screw up, but this child of mine is the best thing I've ever done. I could wax poetic about how he's changed my life, but I won't.
I am now excited for his party. Yay baby ezra lol