I think moms are hard enough on themselves already without the social scrutiny and stone throwing.
And even though I'm sleep deprived, working through baby blues and recovering from surgery, the only person on this earth that I feel won't judge me and loves me right now and in this moment without seeing my faults and finding me lacking.. is my son. My beautiful sweet angel.
Thank you, my little boy, for loving me without judgement. I'm sure one day there will come a time when you too will join the ranks and judge me, but for now, I'll treasure these times of pure love. If we could all be a little more heaven sent like babies...
My son's great grandmother, Maw Maw, asked for the below picture. She wanted to see him as a farm boy. I could't resist the cowboy boots!
Love his little hands.