Last night Aiden fell out of his bed. He has been in a big boy bed since he was one and this was the first time he rolled out.
I heard the thud, ran as fast as I could (one am) scooped him up and held him. Chris was about 2 steps behind me, took him ....carried him to our bed, turned on a movie and got out cookies.
I couldn't help but smile.
It wasn't even a discussion.
He was hurting, he was sad. So he got to come snuggle with us. Forever thankful that he & I see parenting the same way.
Long after everyone was asleep, I was just awake thinking about the heartache involved with parenting. It truly is a love I have never experienced.
You love so much you ache.
What I would give to take all their heartaches for them. What I would give to protect their every move. What I would give to soak up every tear.
It is such a window into how God loves us. Unconditional. unimaginable.
I will never have the words to adequately explain how much I love my kiddos. It is interesting because growing up you know your parents love you but once you are a parent and you see it from the other side, it awakens a new perspective.
Heavy on my heart today are those who have lost their littles.
I truly can't imagine.