It's happening. It has taken a long time for this tiny bud to grow and begin to blossom, but it's blossoming. And I am blessed to have a front-row seat.
During they day at my house you will still hear lots of screaming. Many toddler tears are shed. But there's a difference now. The screaming can often be calmed by a mom or dad saying, "Oh, we don't scream. Use nice words!" or "No fits! Let's use our words."
Throughout the day you will hear many requests of, "Mommy! Need cuddle!" and he will press his head into my neck and cuddle for a few moments.
Many of his little stuffed animals "cry" through the day too, and N will bring them to me. "Lion is crying!" "He's crying? Oh no, Mommy better hug him!" And N is satisfied that his animal is in safe hands.
When he gets hurt he runs into our arms for hugs and kisses.
He's learning that Mom and Dad are safe. That Mom and Dad equal comfort. And it's an amazing thing to watch.
Though the past seventeen months have been some of the most difficult months of my life, I wouldn't trade them for anything. Because this little boy calls me Mommy. And that is an amazing gift from God.