Then I shrink back into the moment, and I see him differently, the tot who won't stop chewing on things, who yells and bangs and thrashes and laughs at everything and nothing at all. Suddenly he is all the potential in the world. He is everything great that I know he could be, and getting him there will require all the love in my heart.
I am certain that being a mom, being a parent, is the most costly thing we will ever give ourselves to. But it's worth it. Being his mom is worth it.
Mondays are hard for us all. Maybe this lovely tribute to mums will help. It's sponsored by P&G, just in time for the London Olympics. Weep your heart, mamas. This one's for you.