44/365 | “i love being a kid”
kingston: it’s early in the morning and the rising sun pours in through the windows wrapping you in light. i sit at the kitchen table drinking coffee, feeding the baby strawberries and oatmeal, and thinking about how to handle the issues we’ve been having with your brother. the light catching your eyes pulls me back to the present and i realize i am not spending enough of my time here. with your easy going personality and your forgiving nature, it would be easy for you to get lost in the shuffle of life and family. lost in the amount of time it takes to care for the baby. lost in the amount of time it takes to make sure your brother is turning things around at school. motherhood is the hardest thing i have ever done and i am far from perfect. i worry about the decisions i am making and i pray that i am doing right by you and your siblings. but as i was taking this picture of you, as if you read my mind, you said, “mommy, i just love being a kid!” how did you know that i needed to hear those words? how did you know how important it is to me that you look back fondly on your childhood? so while i may second guess myself a hundred times a day, your words today were pretty encouraging. i may be doing an okay job after all.