Don't get me wrong, coming into the 2-year-old stage is hard, but I'm actually really loving this age. He talks to me all the time about everything, and I just love seeing the way he thinks and how he sets out to do things. He is an extremely bright child and always astounds me with his memory, his knowledge of things I don't remember teaching him, his excitement to learn, his forgiveness and love. He is so sweet to his mommy and makes me smile and laugh a countless number of times a day.
I have learned to look at him as a true miracle and take so much comfort in knowing that God sent him to us regardless of my body's capacities. I am learning to trust that it is possible again, but in the meantime, I'm so thankful for the time I have to focus on Jack. We would be thrilled had the pregnancies been successful and we would have another child now; but I still have joy in the life I have. Jack really deserves all of my attention and care, he deserves more than I give him each day. I need to invest more time in helping him learn, playing with him, and watching what he teaches me. He is so full of life, and in the past few weeks I have come to understand just how he really is my pride and joy. And that's enough. We would love to experience that feeling again, but I don't have to sit around and wait for the miracle of raising a child. It's already happening now. The pride and joy doesn't go away or wear off, it just grows with him.
He seems like he is growing so fast, so I'm trying to find that balance of looking forward to the future but enjoying each moment. Just trying to relax and be patient with him on hard days. In the end that's what matters and the good memories are what we take with us. I am so thankful for you Jack Jack, I love you without measure.
