The Most Important Thing

Sometimes I get so wrapped up in my own life and drama that I forget to be a good mom. I forget to make my son the center of my life. Lately I've been so wrapped up in my own pain that I've been trying to shut out the whole world, including my sweet happy baby boy who just wants all of Mommy's attention. My mom sat down and had a talk with me yesterday, and since then I've felt better and tried to focus on Riley, but I know I haven't been the best mom lately.

About a week ago I Facebook friended a girl who I use to work with, and who is coming back to work next week. I knew she had taken some time off when she had her baby, and that she was going to be giving birth in Portland at a special hospital due to complications. What I didn't know (until today when I was looking at her page) was that her sweet little boy died a month ago today, at just 3 months old. It breaks my heart. Mostly for her and her loss, but also because I have a happy healthy baby boy, and I take that for granted. Riley is the most important, the most precious thing in my life. I need to be a so much better mom.

And I need to go pick him up and give him a kiss.