Ever since the husband and I started trying for baby number two, I’ve asked myself what the bond between myself and a second child might be like.
I know that I could (and would) love another child. There is no doubt in my mind about that. Boy or girl, whichever child comes into our family next will be as loved as our son is.
But, as a boy mama…
I have to say that this love I have for my first born is something to be reckoned with.
It used to slightly annoy me to see moms going on and on and on about how much they love their kids. I mean, we all assume that they love them, take care of them, look out for them, etc. That’s a given right?
But, I didn’t fully understand just how much you could love one single, tiny little person until Noah came into my life.
And I think it’s safe to say that I love my kid more every day.
We share a special bond, him and me.
Mother and son.
In truth, I think this little boy is as much my soul mate as my husband is.
We understand each other. I tell him my little secrets.
He sees me act silly during the day time; dancing around the kitchen while I cook breakfast, playing goofy games throughout the afternoon to keep him entertained.
We snuggle up in the chair or on the couch and watch movies. We have a special bedtime routine that we share; he calls it our “Hugs, Kiss, Nose, Eyes and Ears.”
It’s ours. Mine and his.
Don’t get me wrong, this boy idolizes his daddy. His daddy is ever bit of a super hero to him.
I’m something special, I think.
Just like he’s something special to me.
I don’t know what it will be like when we have another baby; especially if it’s another boy.
Courtney Kirkland is a Southeast Alabama Writer & Designer. Since 2008, Courtney has passionately provided beautiful, intentional design to small businesses & bloggers and encouraged thousands to walk in a rich faith in any situation.