This is a picture of Alex the day after he was born. I was triumphant, yet so tired. You can see it in my eyes.
Almost immediately after his birth, I started dreaming about the future. I remember, the day we drove him home, I dreamt of his High School graduation. Alex was about 6'2", in a black gown with a black hat. I fit right underneath his arm to take a picture. I was such a proud mama.
Two months after his birth, I was at a wedding. The groom did a father mother dance and I balled the whole time. I dreamt of dancing with Alex on his wedding day. I could feel everyone watching us as we swayed on the wooden floor.
I dream often of cooking with Alex and my other children, all three of them. Of course Zach and I are still debating on the third, but time will tell. But as of right now, there are three in my dreams. My guts tell me they are boy, girl, boy.
I look forward to the day where all my children will help me cook in the kitchen. I have a dream each child is in charge of an aspect of dinner, listening to music, and dancing around the kitchen together. I look forward to baking cookies with them. I look forward to making rice krispie treats. I want to make holiday gifts with them and pass them out to our neighbors.
I have dreams of caroling on Christmas night. Every time I dream about caroling, it's always in front of my friend Carrie's house. So, Carrie... the whole gang is coming!
I dream of big Christmases and Thanksgivings. Of Sunday meals. Of playing board games on Friday nights. Of having family movie nights. I look forward to child sleepovers. I look forward to making pancakes and french toast.
All these dreams I look forward to doing someday. I hope by admitting my dreams to you and myself, they will all come true someday.
My final dream is that, in my old age, all my kids are happily married. I have 6 grandchildren. I was happily married with Zach for a long long time. In my final dream, I lie in bed and drift off to sleep and never wake up. That is how I hope my story ends. I want a full and happy life full of no regrets.
1 comment:
I guess we get pretty emotional when our little guys turn one. I know I have. May all your dreams come true my friend. Torrie
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