This little conversation took place just after six o’clock this morning. We were getting ready to visit a pregnant friend:
Me: So what’s happening to W.’s belly?
My son: There’s a baby growing in it.
Me: curious about what he would say, Did you grow in my belly?
Him: Nope, your belly’s broken.
A slight pause, followed by . . .
Him: So, I guess I had to grow in your heart instead.
It’s moments like these that take my breath away and make me so thankful to be a mom. He’ll be three on Saturday.
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How wonderful that those words were spoken and that your heart was open to hear the true message!!! I love little kids…they know the truth!
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What a beautiful spirit he has and he is so handsome! Hope he has a wonderful birthday. Would you mind if I shared this with ladies that know who are in the process of adopting?
Lynnelle
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WOW!
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This melted my heart as well! I will share this with the infertility group I lead! 🙂
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He has gotten so big Ruth: not just in size, but in spirit.
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