Nothing breaks my heart more

Than my 2 year old son, crying.

I have had the worst go since his birth, with being in and out of the hospital for the first year of his life. I came down with every sickness and then suffered from severe PPD. I couldn’t hold my child. I didn’t look at him. I let him cry until his dad went and tended to him. It was awful. There Are still days that it’s physically impossible for me to get out of bed to tend to him, but they are few and far between. He’s been a daddy’s boy since he was about 13 months old.. until now. I’ve been trying my best to make up for the lost time we should have had, and last night, he woke up asking for me. So I went in and cuddled him like he wanted. Then this morning he woke up crying for me again. So heartbreaking, but it honestly made my entire day. I cuddled him back to sleep, and I fell asleep with him. My husband came in his bedroom around 7 telling us we slept in and need to get going. (Husband works at 8 and we still needed to drop the babes off at preschool) well he wouldn’t let daddy do anything today!! It was all “I want my mommy to do it!” And he was crying this whole time because he didn’t want to leave mommy to go to school. I cried with him, but because I’ve been waiting so long for him to show me affection.

Anyway, that’s my morning story!

Have a great day ladies and gents!

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