Raising a boy. How do I raise a boy? I admit to being a tad clueless on this one. I am a tomboy at heart which bodes well for me. I'm not afraid of bugs, or dirt, or gross things. I have held snakes and a tarantula and not batted an eye. I can belch on que if need be-which let's hope that it's not. (you are learning all kinds of fun things about me today!) I love to jump out of planes, ride roller coasters, and do anything thrill-seeking. I played sports all the way through Highschool and if he needs to learn how to shoot hoops I'm his girl! My point being I was made to be the Mom of a boy. Even so I know there will be an ache in Milo's heart that only his Dad can fill. He is really bonded to my Dad and I know a lot of that probably comes from being sick of being surrounded by females-yes even at the ripe age of one. He also talks about Dada all the time and points to other Dad's with their children and says Dada. My heart breaks for my sons loss. My prayer is that God will bring trustworthy, amazing Godly men into Milo's life to mentor my son. He said he would. God sets the lonely in families...Psalm 68:6
He also promises to be a father to Milo.
A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling. Psalm 68:5
When I see other Daddies out with their sons it is hard. We are surrounded by some amazing families and lots of kiddos that have incredible Dad's. In many ways seeing that is difficult. It's hard for me to imagine that my son will never remember his Father and that he will never have his Father here. Joel wanted to watch Milo grow up more than anything. I can only do the best I can do although it never seems like enough. I'm trying to teach Milo to be kind, respectful, honest, compassionate and to give to others in need. I'm trying to teach him to be a gentleman, clean well and be a helper (he's great at this-pics below). I'm trying to be hard enough on him that he knows not to cross me but gentle enough to know that he'll always have my heart. I'm trying to be both Mommy and Daddy to a little boy who deserves both. I must admit that I don't know how I will do it. I'm just praying I can be the circle that surrounds him and praying that God will fill every empty space. Even though it's hard I wouldn't trade it for the world. He is most definitely my heart outside my body. I love him so.