My Sons

On a March evening three years ago, my life as a mother began when I heard the first cry of my first born.  My definition of love was rewritten when I first laid eyes on you, my precious Samuel.

And only a short time later, on an October afternoon, I experienced that overwhelming, perfect moment of becoming a mom again.  And my heart overflowed with more love than I thought possible when I first held you, my sweet Jack.
On a day when I am the one expected to be celebrated, I choose to celebrate you.  My wonderful boys.  For you are the reason I am able to enjoy the amazing experience that is motherhood.  An experience that still leaves me humbled and speechless as I wonder what on earth I could have done to deserve the two of you.  My perfect, beautiful, amazing boys.  You both are my sunshine, my joy, and my heart spills over with love for each of you, a love that will never end.  You are my very heart, my soul.  I ache when I am not with you, as if part of me is missing.  And in reality, it is.  You are each a part of me and I am simply not complete when we are apart.  I adore each of you for the amazing little beings you are.  My heart is full of hopes for you, hopes that I can raise you into confident, strong men through my unconditional love for you both.  I will never be able to tell you enough how much I love you.  Each day I hope to show you my devotion through always putting your needs above my own.  The opportunity to be a mother, your mother, is my greatest blessing.  It is the greatest job I'll ever do, the most important role I'll ever play.  You are more than I could have ever hoped for and each day with you is greater than I could have ever imagined.  I am so proud to call you both my sons.  Thank you for all that you are and all that you have brought into my life.  My precious sons, Sam and Jack, I am honored to be your Mommy.