November 2014

If You Think My Hands Are Full, You Should See My Heart

7 Nov 2014

This blog is submitted by a local mama in honor of National Adoption Month.

Dawn is breaking and daylight is slowly creeping in through the bedroom windows. I lay here in bed, staring at my 19 month old who is sleeping, his head resting on my chest. I admire his caramel colored skin and the floppy curls on the top of his head, neither of which he inherited from myself or my husband. Still, from the bottom of our hearts, he is our son.