This week I have alternately been my child's hero and broke his heart. It's amazing how humbling parenting can be, and how often as a mom I beg God to extend His grace to my child and me, to cover over some of my seemingly epic mistakes. But for purposes of memorialization for those times I screw up royally, I wanted to write about those moments that seemingly made me my child's hero this week.
The first one was when he came running into the bathroom, just as I had started the water and gotten in the shower. He was terrified, because there was "a spider" in his toy box. I understand my child's fear of bugs, since I am almost positive it originated from my over the top reactions to unexpectedly seeing a bug in my house, so I jumped out of the shower and bravely took the Lysol and sprayed the life right out of a bug that was not a spider, but was quite gross and huge(ish). Afterwards, I could see the adoration radiating from his eyes and hear it from his voice, as he thanked me without being prompted (kind of a miracle in itself)!
The second time I felt like his hero was when he realized that mommy wore the necklace and earrings that he bought, with his own money (completely his idea) for me, for my birthday. Although the necklace and earrings may not be my usual style, the fact that it says "Mom", he picked it out, spent his own money on it, and he wanted me to have it, make it beyond special. What he does not know is that every time I touched it today I thought of him, just like every time I look at my wedding band I think of my husband. And, the look in his eyes when he saw me wearing it was priceless. Later as I passed him in the hallway at daycare (me working, him playing), he told me that he "never wants to leave me" and that "he misses me all the time". And for just a minute, I felt like a "Super Mommy". Although I know that I am not always a super hero in his eyes, I cherish the moments that I can be.
This boy and his daddy have my heart!!!
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