You will hear the sounds of laughter and splashes coming from a little man in his tubby.
You will hear him singing songs as he gets dried off and snuggled into his jammies by his mommy.
You will see his happy face as he finds his daddy to snuggle with and watch a little tv and drink his cup of milk.
You will hear the ABC song as he brushes his teeth all shiny and clean.
You will watch a family hug in the hallway. Kissing mommy, daddy, and then blowing a kiss to Marty.
You will hear a little voice say "just one more" to which this family comes together and hugs again.
You will watch a mommy snuggle her boy and rock him as she reads books, 4 books to be exact, the same books each and every night.
You will watch a mommy stroke her son's hair and forehead and rock him silently for a few moments after the books are put away. You will hear her softly tell her child how very much she loves him.
You will watch a mommy gently place her child into his crib and cover him with his blankies.
You will hear that child sigh, then look at his mommy in the darkness with a look of contentment all over his face.
You will watch that mommy pause before opening the door, and that child slightly raise his head to smile.
You will hear the door close tightly and watch that mommy pause on the other side of the door.
If you listen really carefully, you will hear her silently say a prayer of thanks for such a wonderful son, such a wonderful gift.
Night time wasn't always like this. It once was filled with sobbing, gut wrenching screams. If you had visited this home before you may have seen alittle boy not wanting comfort from this mommy. I still vividly remember nights trying to comfort my son and when he realized it was me, would then start crying inconsolably. I wasn't the omma he wanted. I remember picking him up trying to rock him and him looking at me and screaming with his little tongue wiggling. I wasn't the omma he wanted. He would feel my arm in the middle of the night and then realize, I wasn't the omma he wanted. That's what makes it so much sweeter. All of that stuggling led to this:Last night after tubby time Jae-min ran off all snuggled and clean to look for daddy to watch tv. The next thing I know I hear these little footprints coming back down the hall. He peers around the corner and says "I love you".
I guess now I'm the omma he wanted!!!!!!
