It's hard to describe a parent's love for each child unless you'e experienced it I guess. While I don't believe for a second that I love one more than the other, I do know that I love them each in different ways and for different things.
Addison Grace is my gift from God. The daughter I always prayed I would have. I take so much pride in how sweet, smart, talented, fun, expressive, gifted, and mature she is. I love her zest for life and silly nature. I see so much of myself in her in so many ways. I'm amazed at how sweet her nature is. (I have a sweet story to share but that is for a different post.) Her eyes sparkle with pure joy. I feel the need to protect her more than Weston. I want to guard her heart and her feelings because she is so sensitive. It's easy to over look her sometimes because her brother requires so much attention but she handles it well. I'm thankful that she actually enjoys playing alone at times because it makes it easier on me. I cherish the days when her and I get to do things as "just us girls". It's so cute when she uses phrases like "Not actually" and told me, "Being a mom is a big responsibility". She is about to start pre K and I have no doubt she will do excellent. Besides being smart and wanting to do well, she is well behaved. I love this pretty girl with all my heart!
Then there is My William... I feel as though I could sum it all up by saying, "This boy holds my heart and I am in trouble." There is something about this baby. From his contagious laughter to his sparkling eyes...he's just too darn cute. His cheeks are made of pure sugar and I'm addicted. He is always on the go and challenges our parenting a whole lot more, but in a way I love that about him. He's the boy-boy I also prayed for. I can tell him no ten times about something and then he folds his little hands together, tilts his head to one side, flashes that smile and those big blue eyes, and says "Pleeeeease"...and all good parenting and sticking to my guns are out the window! It would be different if he was pitching a fit. That I could say no to. He uses his cuteness against us and I can't pretend it doesn't work. I will have just vaccuumed the rug and he dumps his snack on the ground, on purpose, and when I start to get frustrated and get onto him, he says, "Uh oh. Mess!"...with that smile...and those eyes...and suddenly it takes all my urge to get onto him. I do because I have to but I'm also thinking about how cute he is inside. He's shown us lately how smart he really is with little things like building a really tall stack of blocks all by himself and remembering a restaurant had a fish tank that he had only been to once over a month before that in the dark and pouring rain. I'm a little nervous about how he will do in school. I hope that he likes it, but I also hope that he behaves. We are trying to learn to share and not to hit daily but it hasn't sunk in. He keeps me on my toes, he melts my heart, and pushes my limits...but with each little foot step...he walks away with a piece of my heart.
I can't wait to see what #3 is like! I dream of him and pray over him. My love for him is already growing and I know my heart will explode the first time I get to hold him in my arms. I'm excited to see if he's all boy like his brother or maybe has a sensitive side like his sister. I'm sure he will have some of his own unique qualities too! Part of me will love him in a different way as well. Some of it will because he is his own person and some of it will be because this is the child I prayed over and waited for a lot longer than Addison and Weston. I can't wait to meet him! I am so excited to see all three of them grow up together.
I am one BLESSED mama!!
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