Emmitt has been a little rough this week and the last... Is it his teeth? Is He not feeling well? Or am I a bad mom who is not doing so great at teaching my boy Not to be a bad boy? After trying to calm him down through screaming over an hour..... I was to my breaking point..... Exhausted..... Wishing why my one little boy couldn't just talk to me and tell me why and what was bothering him.... Finally, He fell asleep. About half an hour later he woke up... In my head I was thinking ( why couldn't he sleep for just a little longer). I took a deep breath as I headed to get him, picked him up and took him to our bedroom. He laid against my chest and in an instant was asleep. I turned on the T.V. " a Walk to Remember" came on. Half an hour through what was left of the show...Hence after drying all my tears ( Gosh that is such a good show). I stopped... and watched my little boy, hand clung to my shirt and head tight to my chest... This moment I love... This moment feels so good... This I never want to end.... Times get hard, But thats what makes them so good.
