I love my three children to death. I feel like they don't get enough of my time shared between the 3 of them. I would have loved to have had more children, but I don't think my body could handle another, and I think my feeling of being overwhelmed would be too much.
Max loves his sisters dearly, he truly does. When he got home from Henry's tonight Clair was the first person he went to see, to hug, and asked how she was because he hadn't seen her in a while. He loves her. And, he wants a brother so badly. I reminded of this often.
Once he told me he wanted a baby brother and I told him that I couldn't have any more babies because I was too old. His response, "Not if I pray hard enough you are not done."
Tonight as he's going to sleep I mention something about loving him and his sisters with my whole heart and he quietly says, "I really wish you could give me a brother too." He says this dismissingly and looking away. I am saddened by this and my heart is warmed as well. He truly does mean this. Max doesn't have a selfish bone in his body. He loves people. He loves to be with people, to talk with people and just connect with people. He would be such a brother's brother!
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