Tomorrow I will pretend to hold your miniature, wrinkled toes inside my swollen, postnatal fingers in the whiplash of a memory of pain and joy in equal amounts: your birth.
You, like many other babies, wanted to stay safely within the parameters of life and death/inside and outside, but you eventually emerged. After too many hours, you were inducted out of your cubbyhole and splashed into the too-bright-light of a bassinet.
I have never loved anyone as much as you, my wonderful, winged son. Yes, we argue and disagree; yes, we agree and philosophise; yes we occasionally look for walls to punch, shoulders to cry into: yes.
Nothing can ever change the gift of you to us – to Anthony, to me, to the extended family. Thanks for being this gift, for being exactly who you are. We are so proud that you are our son, Ming!
Tomorrow I will pretend to hold your miniature, wrinkled toes inside my swollen, postnatal fingers in the whiplash of a memory of pain and joy in equal amounts: your life.
jmgoyder 
Beautiful!
One of those…. I wish I’d written that. It is so perfect and it describes my experience so perfectly too.
This parenting thing can be so hard!
Happy Mother’s Day! Lovely tribute to your son.
Lovely Jules, lovely. ❤
Diana xo
Beautiful.
The reasons we are moms. You express this so beautifully Julie.
How beautiful Jules Hugs!
what a lovely tribute from mother to son –
Loved this!
Beautiful words from a beautiful, strong and resourceful mothed so filled with love it overflows in every direction. We are blessed to be a part of this family.
So beautifully expressed Jules. Happy Mother’s Day…xoxo
You too Rhonda – I have been a bit preoccupied lately – lots of love to you!
And you my friend!
🙂
So sweet and true. Motherhood is indescribable – filled with pain and pleasure. It is life in it’s purest form.
Lovely, and something all mothers should be able to relate to
Beautiful, Julie.
A lovely, well-written tribute to your son…to my son….to any son who knows this kind of love.❤️
How very beautiful and profound. We seemed to spend so much of life avoiding pain, but it is from pain that our most precious contributions to the world — life — are born…
How wonderful to spend mother’s day appreciating how truly blessed it is to be a mother. Thanks for this post, I will send ‘thank you’ notes to my children. 🙂
I met your lovely son at his workplace yesterday Julie. I was doing a workshop on dementia for Red Cross 🙂 PS my dad also had Parkinson’s with Lewy Body Dementia now.
Oh thank you so much for this note, Sharon!
This made me cry, thank you for sharing x