Kanga

I love how he holds on to me.

I am his mama.

He is my little Roo.

He knows that he is always safe in my arms.

What a privilege to have such a responsibility.

Someone told me last week that the way I am with him is amazing.

That I am always there for him.

That I was born to be a mother.

I don't know if I was born to be a mother.

But I do know that I was born to be his mother.

And I was born to be her mother.

And she was born to be his sister.

How blessed I am.