{Today’s guest post is from Jessica Bowman, of Bohemian Bowmans. Let’s give her a warm MOB Society welcome!}
I hear the door ungracefully jangle open. Then a floppy haired boy emerges and a quiet smile lights up my face. He awkwardly canters over with just awoken legs, rubbing his sleepy blue eyes the whole way.
I hold out my arms and he effortlessly sinks into my lap as if we are two parts of a puzzle that just forgot to connect before now. Neither of us say a word, but as he looks up at me with his head resting in my elbow, our eyes speak love to one another.
I try to memorize this moment. These few seconds of our day that are perfect. Before the crying, and the fighting, and the power struggles. Before tempers are lost, and tears of frustration, and the never dimming noise that comes from a life with boys.
I put my forehead to his and pray that these few moments will be enough. That one day all of my mistakes will fade away in his mind, but that he’ll remember the quiet and controlled moments when he knew I loved him.
And then his brother’s awkwardly canter out on just awakened legs. And the rumpus begins.
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Don’t forget to join us Thursday, June 2, 2011 for our one year celebration of the MOB Society!










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