This chapter is dedicated to JaeMhe for inspiring me to write. Thank you so much:)) Don't forget to check out her stories! She is an amazing writer.
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"Mommy, mommy!" a high pitched baby voice called out. I set the book down and gazed lovingly at my green eyed boy.
"Yes baby?" I said before pecking both his cheeks. He let out a small giggle.
"Mommy, me learned to shay Ay, Bee, Shee!" he said excitedly. I lifted him up and met his nose with mine.
"My baby is becoming sooooo clever!" I cooed. He beamed and flashed a smile that showed off all his dimples along with two small milk teeth that had recently popped up in his upper jaw.
I removed my reading glasses and hoisted James onto the bed, covering his body with a blanket.
"It is already eight o' clock, Jamie Bun. It's time to sleep!"
"But momma!" he whined "-you hab to sleep next to me! Don't run abay like yesterday!"
Even as a new born baby, James fancied my attention. Though he was already two, he refused to sleep alone in his room and insisted that I slept along with him. It was an offer which I couldn't refuse as I loved my baby just as much.
"Okay darling, but only for today. You have to learn to sleep alone sweetie," I told him tenderly gazing into his deep green eyes.
"Thank you Mommy!" he said before closing his eyes in attempt to sleep. I turned off the bed lamp and followed his gesture.
After a few minutes, I heard a voice say,"Mommy, why don't I have a Daddy?"
I hesitated, trying my best to hold back the tears that threatened to fall.
"Baby," I said quaveringly "You do have a Daddy. But he is....not here" I swallowed. Tears had already started straining their way down my face and I let out an involuntary sniff. James seemed to have noticed it and quickly bounced closer to me.
"Don't cly Mommy," he pleaded.
"Ok darling," I managed, keeping my sobs at bay for a few seconds "Please go to sleep."
He gently nodded his little head before drifting off to the land of fairies and dwarves, his soul innocent and naïve. I blinked away the tears that streamed freely down my face and choked the many sobs that escaped my mouth. I felt a deep pang in my heart as I cried-remembering the curly haired beauty who stole my heart. The boy who snatched from me what was most precious. The boy who always told me I wasn't beautiful enough, or clever enough. But I thank this man for one thing. For bringing into this world my sole happiness and reason to live-the beautiful angel that lay beside me.
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