“I used to wonder if he would ever sleep through the night.
Now, I pray that he’ll get home safely at night.
I used to worry if he was eating enough.
Now, I wonder if he’ll ever get full.
I used to love putting together the cutest little outfits.
Now, I get asked if his favorite hoodie is clean.
I used to read him story books.
Now, he studies text books.
I used to take him everywhere with me.
Now, I take him everywhere he needs to go.
I used to plan play dates.
Now, I watch him go out on dates.
I used to give him baths in the kitchen sink.
Now, I bang on the bathroom door when he’s in the shower.
I used to sit on the floor and play with him.
Now, I sit court side while he plays.
I used to tuck him in at night with his favorite stuffies.
Now, I remind him to turn out the lights when he’s ready for bed.
I used to pray for his health, his happiness, and that I could somehow be the mother he needed.
…And I still do.”
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