husband and I celebrate. I would rather that he buy me flowers or a
card on a random day rather than on a day he is 'supposed' to. That
being said I do celebrate with my children.
I had little mailboxes, that I found in the dollar section at a big
box store, waiting for them on the table with homemade valentines
inside. They each got a little gift as well. However, I kept it under
$5 for each of them. It was so special to see their faces light up at
their little Valentine's gifts. Even my son's face lit up!
This was really special to me because this is how my son and I can
still connect in a mommy-mushy way. I am no longer allowed to kiss him
goodbye at school. In fact the stand five feet away rule is in place
most of the time. But deep down I know he is only nine. He is still my
baby. He is growing up and trying very hard to fit in but every now
and then he will lean into me and allow me to hug him. It is
heartbreaking to me. I miss him. I know as his mom that this is the
right thing to do. But I also know that he sometimes looks at me
snuggling his two year old sister with longing.
Letting go and helping our children grow can sometimes be a hard thing
to do. I know sometimes I am ready for them to move out and go off to
college. And other days I wish they were all young and still snuggling
with me on the couch. Regardless each day is just that; a day. And I
think they should be all filled with love, not just the 'assigned' ones.
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