Aching Arms

It's happening.  The doctors said it would.  

I was just hoping I would get lucky and somehow be able to skip this part
 but reality is hitting. 

I don't do well when I'm alone.  My mind starts to wander.

Today I took DJ to the store and bought him a toy just so he would come with me.

(I never buy toys for no reason.)

All of a sudden I feel lost.

My body is realizing that it went through a delivery and it's searching for that little one. 

My arms ache to be holding my baby. 

All I can do is climb in Papi's lap, love him and be glad that he is here with me.  

I know Mikey is better off where he is but,

I miss him and my body longs for him.

So I am trying to be more patient with my kids,
loving them a little bit more,
playing with them more,
enjoying their words a little more,
and not passing up an opportunity to totally rock out to Bon Jovi with them,
in hopes of seeing them smile a little more.