As a mother, I have found joy in experiencing my son's "first's". His first word. His first tooth. His first wobbly step. The first time he rode his bike. I have also discovered that with each step he takes towards independence, it's ripping my heart out a little bit more each day. I realize that it is inevitable that my baby is going to grow up and become this wonderfully curious child who questions every single thing he sees but I'm going to miss my baby.
This week I'm learning to let go just a little bit more and for the first time since I gave birth to Ezra, we are apart. I miss him so much. I know that he's safe. I know that he's happy. I know that my parents are taking good care of him. But I miss my son. This time apart will be good for me, I need this break I know this, but right now I just want to hug my baby and smell his hair.
When he gets back from his trip hopefully I will be feeling better. I know he will have so much to tell me about everything he's seen and all the people he's met. Today on the phone he was so excited to tell me about the trains he saw while they were on the road. His little face just lit up like the lights on a Christmas tree.
I will take this time I've been gifted, and try to get it together. My baby deserves his mommy at 100%
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