There are times when my little boy amazes me. Okay, at least once a day, I look in awe at this amazing little guy and am filled with love. Occasionally I almost get teary over it. Today, though, I had this wonderfully profound moment based on thoughts of toddler trust.
I have days when I think I’m failing at being a mom and I beat myself up. I have days when I realize that I’m doing the best that I can at being a mom, and I’m the best mom for my children because I’m theirs. And then there’s this other kind of validation that I get from toddler behavior, and it’s just magical.