Senator Lyanina Malreaux

I was holding my son last night, trying to calm his cries, when I realized something vital about communication. Yes I know how strange it seems that this little bundle of joy teaches me things that a infant should know nothing about but he does. Here my sweet wonderful little boy was crying because he wanted to be rocked crying because that is the only way he knows to get what he wants or rather needs and it hit me! Communication, it's the first thing we really learn in life. We learn to reach, craw and cry for what we need and the funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words and really start talking the harder it becomes to know what to say. Or how to ask for what we really need.

My beautiful baby boy who knows so little of the world is teaching as he has been since his birth. And I want to be happy only being his mother, but maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe having gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we should be thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we should be thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate. Even though some would just think it is because there is something about the possibility of more. Even though I have no clue how to ask for it. I am not content just being a mother though I love my son dearly....I just need more from this life!