We had a little moment of confusion Friday afternoon, and for what seemed like hours, but actually was maybe 15 minutes, I thought my child was missing. Now let me explain that a little better, Thing 1 was suppose to ride the bus the entire route, because his normal after school sitter, is the bus driver. Well instead of going home with the driver, Granny was going to meet them at school at the end of the route, and take him to the "beauty shop". I get a text message asking, I do have Thing 1 today right. My reply was a simple sure do, why. Well apparently this little fella managed to get on the bus without being seen. This was a first. So I call the school, and in the mean time find out he is where he is suppose to be. I literally felt like I was going to be sick.
Minutes seemed like hours. The relieve that I felt when I found out he was where he was suppose to be, was unlike anything else I had ever felt. I could have cried.
But for that brief amount of time, I was afraid. Now don't be mistaken, I have been scared before. This was different. This little snaggle toothed little boy had me feeling a kind of afraid I had never felt. It hit me just how much my little boys mean to me. I have loved my children since the moment I knew they were coming. I will do without to make sure they have. I would give my life for them without thinking twice. But the thought that one of them may not be where they were suppose to be and not having a clue where they were made me realize just how much of my life is impacted by them.
I guess the statement is true, my life is not my own anymore. My world really does revolve around these boys. These two really do fill any holes I may have had in my heart. I am so thankful that I was chosen to be their mom. I think I am the lucky one as far as that goes.
No comments:
Post a Comment