This boy, my first born, has my heart more than he knows.
He made me realize how much my heart could grow and change.
He drives me absolutely crazy a lot of the time,
but fills me with more joy that I can even share.
I've been worrying about him lately and probably shouldn't be, but just want to get it out.
He's so smart.
He knows his colors and can count to ten.
Sometimes things come out of his mouth and I wonder where he learned such things.
He knows the difference between a helicopter sound and an airplane sound in the sky.
He knows the difference between the sirens of a police car and fire truck.
Trains are his absolute favorite
and I'm pretty positive he could name every train from Thomas.
He likes to sing, but gets embarrassed if you look at him when he's doing so.
He also loves to paint.
But sometimes I worry he's not where he should be developmentally.
I'm sure I'm overthinking and over worrying.
He isn't even three and a half yet, but I still wonder everyday.
I wonder when he doesn't seem to understand questions I'm asking him.
Or when a stranger says hi to him and the only word that leaves his mouth is, "Train!"
I worry when he throws himself on the floor...
simply because we asked him to do something.
Or when he doesn't seem to be acting like other kids his age.
I worry when he won't stay in bed at night, but sleep by his door.
Or when he keeps on having accident after accident.
The truth is, I know that he is probably just a normal three year old.
He's still so little, learning and growing so much every day.
I think I just let my thoughts get ahead of me and worrying comes so naturally to me.
Trying to give it to God and trust Him.
I know He knows the plans that Braden, for all my kids.
Really, that should be enough to bring my peace.
Praying for it.
Have you ever struggled with this when it came to your kids?
What helped ease the worry?