The last two years...

It is hard for me to believe that next week will be Braxton's second birthday. The past two years have been someting unexpected. Everyone tells you "oh, you will love him so much. And your life will never be the same. Motherhood will change you. And how your priorities will change!". I listened, and thought, "Yeah, sure. Ok." Though I couldn't wait to be a mom, I never, ever could have thought it would do to me what it did. To beleive that a little guy would take up most of my waking thoughts, that he is the reason I make every single decision that I make. To have him hold my every dream, every hope, and that the dream be only that he is happy, that he will be a good man, that he will be safe and secure.

And while we all patiently wait the arrival of our second little man (or so we suspect...), I have such a hard time wrapping my mind around the idea that my love can expand. That it can grow to share with two, as it feels stretched to its limits. But, they tell me that a mother's love is infinate. That it goes on forever. And, yes, I think that's probably right...

Below is a poem that I really enjoy about a man and his son, said better than I ever could.

I Have a Boy (Hugh M. Pierce)

I've a wonderful Boy, and I say to him, "Son,Be fair and be square in the race you must run.Be brave if you lose and be meek if you win.Be better and nobler than I've ever been.Be honest and noble in all that you do,And honor the name I have given to you.

I have a boy and I want him to knowWe reap in life just about as we sow,And we get what we earn, be it little or great,Regardless of luck and regardless of fate.I will teach him and show him the best that I can,That it pays to be honest and upright, a man.

I will make him a pal and a partner of mine,And show him the things in this world that are fine.I will show him the things that are wicked and bad,For I figure this knowledge should come from his dad.I will walk with him, talk with him, play with him, too;And to all of my promises strive to be true.

We will grow up together, I'll too be a boy,And share in his trouble and share in his joy.We'll work out our plans when we both will be men.And oh, what a wonderful joy this will be,No pleasure in life could be greater to me.