My Little Valentine

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They say there is no greater love in the world than the love of a mother for her child.  I understood that idea, but I now realize that I didn’t truly get it until I became a mother myself.

I first felt it when I was almost two months pregnant.  At the time I was having signs that could have meant a miscarriage (obviously it was a false alarm).  I was devastated at the thought.  At that point I still hadn’t found out if I was having a boy or girl.  I wasn’t even far enough along to feel the baby moving.  Yet the thought of losing that precious life was almost my undoing.

There were other points during my pregnancy where I felt a lot of love and joy, but nothing compared to the moment when I held and saw Nick for the first time.  There was nothing like it and I don’t think anything could ever compare to it.  To put a face to the little boy that already meant the world to me was amazing.  It was love at first sight (well, it would have been if I hadn’t already been in love with him).

Since that moment Nick has had my heart wrapped around his little finger, and I know it’s the same for Jason.  I miss him constantly and I can’t get home to him soon enough.  I absolutely hate being away from him.  He brightens every day and having him around can make the worst chore or errand enjoyable.  There never seem to be enough hours in the day to spend with him.  Many times Jason would say that he never minded hearing Nick cry because the sound meant that he was with us.

So this Valentine’s Day I’m giving a portion of my heart to my little valentine.  I am honestly amazed at how much I love him, and I love him a little more every day.  The rest of my heart goes to my big valentine because without him I wouldn’t have my precious little boy that I love so much.  Oh, and because I love him too.

Happy Valentine’s Day!