This afternoon Henry dropped his rolling pin under the table and was having a hard time reaching it. He asked for my help and even said please so I crawled my fat ass under the table to get it. As I was crawling back out I bumped my head and said, "OW OW OW Mom-mom has an owie." By the time I got all the way out from under the table Henry was right by my side and said, "Hug mom-mom. Mom-mom okay. Mom-mom okay." and he gave me the biggest, most cuddly hug he's ever given me and I was again reminded that nothing else matters. I am raising a sweet, smart, funny and loving boy. Me. I am.
And yes, I know that years from now when he's in therapy, that will also be because of me.
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