If I Wasn't A Mom

I would've missed this...


I would've missed...
the hand holding, 
the dog chasing, 
the incessant laughter,
the mess.


I would've missed nights watching a monitor in awe of the tiny man on the other side, while at the same time whispering prayers the dog won't run down the hall and wake our little miracle. 

I would've missed the long days, short weeks and fishy kisses.


Most of all, I wouldve missed the chance for us to grow. 
For our hearts to know this love. For our story to have him in it. 

If I wasn't a mom life wouldn't be quite right. This little message was cemented in my spirit over the last week. Four days away from Jackson will apparently do that to this mama.