Today, we dedicated our son to God. Promising that we will do our best to show him Jesus, to raise him in a home that shows reverence to God, & to always say prayers before bed. & remind him not to repeat the words we may utter under our breath at red lights.
The Momma is so beautiful. I love that she gave me her eyes so that I could pass them down to Harrison.
I’m so proud to call her mine. & I know that she’s proud to call me hers. I love you, Momma, for telling me that every day. I love you for loving me when I am so broken, so imperfect, because in it, you show me how to be a mother.
I simply wish that her mother were here today. I know she’d be so proud of The Momma.
& realized today that in an odd way, celebrating Mother’s Day is about celebrating the child. Yes, I adored the earrings that Nate & Harrison gave me over coffee this morning, but I felt more like celebrating Harrison – the miracle he is, the person he makes me want to be, & the woman I am becoming as a mother.
