Today I was reminded about why I love being called "mommy". I can't tell you how many blogs I've started and erased about how trying my life is with my little guy. Honestly, I feel like I'm always fighting for him... sometimes with others but mostly so that he could see in him what I see in him. Yes, some of this is normal, but he seriously takes it past the realm of normality. If you don't believe me, ask around to someone whose had him overnight. They'll tell you!. We've been in this 3 month slump with this and quite frankly, I'm exhausted. It doesn't matter what I say or do, the boy just isn't happy unless he's in some sort of trouble. He'll have one or two good days and then follow up that success with 3 weeks of severe behavior (stealing, hoarding, lying, etc...) It at times seems like he has no regards to anyone's feelings but his own and he's so below his emotional milestones. Needless to say, it gets tedious and frustrating. BUT, this my friends is not what this is about.
Today, I was reminded about why I love being his mommy. Today was the first time in a long time that I saw the little boy that stole my heart. He was carefree and laughing. He was trusting and loving. He wasn't manipulative and heeded everything that I said without a "why" or even an argument. He wasn't perfect, but I don't want a perfect son. Jesus can keep that title!;) He often says that he loves me. I believe him when he says it... but today, he showed me and that is just so much better. These days were the moments that I cling to when all is wrong in my world. I fell in love again. Who knew that a water park could be so therapeutic?
Joshua did not like wearing his hat but with his *ahem* lighter skin, this was the only way to minimize the burning that was sure to happen. This was at the end of our adventures:)
Good night everyone!
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