You know the moment when you see your kids love each other? Like actually care about each other, protect each other, give a hug when the other is upset, defend the other?
It's difficult not to make your heart grow when you witness those moments.
I remember when I was expecting my youngest.....and how much I loved my eldest at the moment. I remember how much I adored my eldest and didn't know if I could possibly love a second child. It scared me, and I didn't want to admit it to anyone.
I wasn't sure if a heart could get any bigger, hold anymore love.
Then Avery arrived.........and my heart grew. I saw her for the first time and knew I loved her. From that very moment....I loved her, adored her, knew she was mine to protect and care for.
Not every mother feels this way.....and that's ok too. But I did! And each morning, day and night I remind her of how much I love her.
Gosh I love my kids! When I'm away from them, they are in my thoughts. I worry about them.
I love watching my kids play together. Sometimes there are the typical fights, but other times they play wonderfully together. Occasionally when one child wants the toy the other has it is easily given because "I want her to be happy". Wen this happens I make sure I let them know they not only filled their sisters bucket, but my own as it was nice to see them care about each other.
Speaking of buckets.....no I'm not referring to a bucket list...but the book about filling someone's bucket. The book discusses that we all have an imaginary bucket that needs to be filled. Every time you do something nice for someone, your bucket gets filled up a bit and theirs too. If you get hurt, you loose some filling from your bucket. It's a lovely book and teaches a good lesson about doing good to others.
I suppose I've rambled enough for today.