It's been raining for the past two days. It is supposed to rain again tomorrow. I feel like the weather is masking for my feelings. I'd rather the tears fall from the sky than from my eyes.
We walked together today. We couldn't walk outside so we spent an hour walking inside walmart. We had crap loads of fun. Who knew walmart could actually be so much fun where you just giggle through every aisle. I'm excited for my son to grow and flourish into a brave and wonderful young man. I am excited to give him all that is inside of me. I'm excited for him to have these moments with his children. They are flawless.
He turned eleven months today. It doesn't seem like it could be eleven months since he was taken from my womb. It doesn't seem like it could be possible but it is. This is the last month that he'll be an infant. Next month he'll turn a year old and he'll forever age and mark the time in years, and the months will grow forevermore less important. I want to keep it alive. i want him to feel alive every moment of every day. I want to keep the history and precede it with our future. Every day is a gift.
I was excited to get out and walk with him. We were not walking on a trail or feeding the turtles but we were together, with a shopping cart and screeching our tires and burning the corners with our noises.
After our walk, we went to get a celebratory ice cream. That was only after we ate handfuls of cheetos! We had our classic "elvis" ice cream. Yummy vanilla with banana and Reese's peanut butter cups!! We loved it. Gosh it is good but it's better enjoyed together!
Then we took picture booth photos together. They came out classically us. We posed before and after the photos and during, well, we look silly and like we've missed the beat all together!
I hope when he grows up he'll look back and in his memories, in all the great times, he'll always see my face and always know I was right there, cheering him on. Happy Eleven months son. I love you.
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