14 months has come and gone. The last week or so, however, this little guy is breaking my heart...physically pushing me away, reaching for daddy, grandma, anyone but mama it seems. 😭 It seems ridiculous to take it personally but here we are. I keep wondering if I’m doing something to cause him to “reject” me but I know it’s just the moodiness of toddlerhood and I try to swallow it down. The logical side of me gets it but the mamabear heart is totally shredded. 💔 But, I’m so proud of this little boy and all he has learned, how much he has grown, and his fiery independent spirit.. I had no idea how much my heart could explode just looking at this little face and I wonder how on earth I ever could have been afraid to have kids. It almost stopped me. I can’t imagine life without this little boy and promise to never stop growing and digging in to become the best mom I can be for him. Even on the toughest of days, my son, I promise I’ll keep showing up.