Imagining Baby Abel
I almost lost it. The lump in my throat made me swallow hard. I had been busy cleaning around the house while all this went on but I walked over to where E was cradling Abel and I said "aww, look at the little baby. He's so cute." Abel giggled. I kissed him on the forehead. E put him down and the day went on.
Yesterday Abel was looking through his keep sake box, he pulled out a picture that I had drawn of him right after he arrived here in January of 09. He said "Mom, will you draw a picture of what you imagine I looked like as a baby?" so last night I did just that.
|When he saw it he giggled. He kept staring at it. Steele said "Abel, that does look like you!" Abel keep staring at it and giggling.|
|Yesterday my friend Esther told me that she thought Abel and I were starting to look alike. Finally, one of my kids looks like me! My Ethiopian baby Abel.|
But I don't have to imagine the beautiful, kind boy that he is right now, I just have to look at his face and I see him. He's my son.