Tonight bedtime went like this.
Me: “I love you Maddox.”
Maddox:” I love you too.”
Me:” You’re a good boy.”
Maddox: “You’re a good mom.”
And I melted.
It was the sweetest words I’ve ever heard.
From a little boy that has my heart and sometimes is so mean and hurtful to me.
THESE are his true feelings. THIS is his heart.
I don’t always feel like a good mom.
When I am punishing. When I am sticking to my guns no matter what.
It gets hard.
But because of all of that I can believe that ‘I am a good mom.’