My Boys

My boys. Oh, how I love them so. With my pregnancy putting limits on me more each day I also feel limited in how I can express my deep love and joy for them both. They do more for me and without me each day too which inevitably makes me sad, and grateful. I'm really going to miss being a family of three. I am really going to miss having H all to myself. He is just the best little monkey to me. His love is limitless. Everytime I walk into a room where he is, he stops what he's doing, gasps with excitement, and cries, 'Momma!' and then comes running into my arms. What a treausre.

My husband is my champion. I ask way too much of him and he never complains. I want to love him in a way that touches the deepest parts of his heart like he does mine. I feel like the increase of my fatigue, pain, and limited abilities hinder my heart from expressing itself. I'm not a poet. When I've tried it's come out silly. But what I feel is truly poetic for this man.

SJOMD, you are my shining star, my hero, my best friend, and unmatched. I love you forever.

HOS, you are my baby boy and I love every breath you take. Even though you have a sister on her way it will never change the place you have in my heart, my story, our family. You are precious.

{And I've made myself cry}