mothering a boy, five and a half years old, takes heart (make that ANY mothering of any sort). it is constant. with our whole heart & mind.
trying to understand who he is. and what his heart is saying so much louder that he hasn’t the words to use. how challenging it must be, to feel such big things inside, but to not have the full vocabulary to express them. so that’s where mothering tries to enter in – trying to see behind the eyes, deeper than the ninja kicks into the air, underneath the loud voice which seems to raise when a certain baby gets louder too.
i hope for my children to have complexity & depth… that they grow into adults with have broader visions for the world than their own selves.
so i hope, i pray, and i just keep trying… my gavin is pretty much over having his picture taken these days, hence more photos of kai lately. my gavin challenges me in a different way than anyone ever has. i wish i photographed him all day, every day to bottle up all the emotion, energy, beauty, and depth i see in him. but he’s pretty over it – and wants me to converse with him. very wise gavin, good idea. but he obliged me back on “ten on ten” with these sets. and i just love seeing him still.
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