June 01, 2003 - 3:25 p.m.
Every day I am reminded by looking at my son, that there is good in the world. I can't believe that I ever even considered not keeping him. I was so young...I'm still so young. But I have learned so much from him. I've learned how to speak without using words and how to smile with my heart. I've learned to choose my battles wisely. I've learned the "5 second" rule and I've learned that sometimes, not even bribery will work. Above all else, I've learned how to love. Unconditionally.
I love my son with all that I am, but there are some days that I'd like to lock him in a padded room. Better yet, I'd like to lock myself in a padded room, a soundproof one. I was diagnosed with acute hyperactivity disorder at a very young age. When I got pregnant, my mom used to joke saying "I hope your child is just like you were!" Well...congratulations, Mom. Your wish is granted.
Luckily, most of Caleb's days are good ones. However, occasionally we do have a day like today where I would like to do the aforementioned. Hours upon hours of yelling and crying are definitely not fun. But little does he know, all he has to do to make up for it is give me a hug, or smile at me.
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