His Tiny Hands

I was watching my son sleeping last night and just could not help but stare at his tiny fingers. These little boy hands will one day be man hands. I had to take a picture of this moment.

I could not help but wonder what his life might be like one day in the future. Will there be a wedding band on that finger, what will his wife be like and will they have children. Will he stay single and travel, what will he do. The one thing I came back to is that I hope he always remembers to come and hug his momma. It is crazy how you can look at something that sometimes drives you crazy, but love it with every ounce of your soul. I love that little boy so  much.

I have 5 children and I have these moments with each of them. They are all in different stages of their lives. My oldest girl has 3 children and sometimes I think about her when she was 2 and I rolled her down the hill at the park. My 23 year old was a skateboarding tomboy not that long ago and now is very girly and about to go to school for skincare. It is crazy how they transform. I just feel so privileged to watch them grow and become the people they are. 

I hope they always know I love them and that I am watching. They may think mom is not paying attention, but I promise you, I am. I watched your tiny hands growing. I will never stop. 

Mom will always be your biggest supporter, even when it may not feel like it. 

I love you ALWAYS!
​Mom

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