Sometimes it just overwhelms me.
Sometimes it brings me to tears.
Sometimes it causes my heart to hurt so much I think it will break in two.
Sometimes what I want more than anything in the world is to be able to rock this little boy in my arms when he was just a baby. And tell him how much I LOVE him and that everything is going to be okay. I want him to have had an early childhood that is safe, healthy, and consistently loving. But had that happened, he wouldn't be my son. And I would be so lost and sad without him. Talk about confusing emotions for a mamas heart!