I love everything about him. I miss it all. I miss the way he smells. I miss his drooley lips. I miss his edible cheeks. I miss the way his ears stick out a little. I miss the dimple on his right cheek. I miss the birthmark (exactly like his father's) on the back of his head (where his head meets his neck). I miss the way he chews on his hands. I miss clipping his tiny fingernails while he is in the bath. I miss his big beautiful eyes (blue with one corner of brown). I miss his beaming smile all day long. I miss changing his diapers. I miss singing to him. I miss nursing him, both of us quiet, cuddling together and sharing a peaceful moment. I miss making baby food. I miss feeding him. I miss watching him sleep on his monitor. I miss watching him sleep in his swing. I miss watching him watch the mobile on his swing. I miss reading Baby 411. I miss holding him in my arms. I miss him sitting in my lap. I miss reading to him. I miss dancing with him in our living room. I miss picking him up at daycare. I miss hearing about what he did that day. I miss missing him all day at work. I miss wondering what kind of a boy he will grow into. I miss his expressive eyebrows. I miss trying to make him laugh. I miss singing, "Maxie Moo Moo! Maxie Moo!". I miss being a mommy. I miss being his mommy. I miss feeling like the luckiest woman alive. I miss the part under his chin, where his skin is so soft. I miss his perfect belly button. I miss his tiny feet. I miss watching his face light up when he sees me. I miss my own face lighting up when I see him. I miss the way he makes me feel every minute of every day. I miss being happy. I miss being me. I MISS MY MAX.
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I am so beyond sorry that you don't have your precious, perfect Maxie and that you have to live without him by your side. The loss is so unfair and utterly devastating. I miss the light and joy that I saw in you and Teddy with Max and I so miss watching your beautiful and happy son grow and thrive.
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