Day three. Today (or rather yesterday) I am thankful for my first born. My first born son. He is my sunshine. Truely. I have it tattooed on my back. And while my tattoo represents a piece of my history and my future, I got it with him in mind. So he is my sunshine. He was for a long time my only reason for getting up and going on throughout my day. He brings so much joy to my life. I look at him and I just want to smile. He is the sweetest child (no really all his teachers have told me this) He has a love for me and his daddy and his baby sister that is so sweet. He recently lost his two front teeth and I didn't think that he could get any cuter but I think he did. He is my baby. He loves to cuddle and sleep in my bed when daddy is away.
Right now he is struggling so much with school. We are having him do some tests in December so that we can see if there is anything else we can do. His teacher and I are working with him daily and he gets extra help at school with reading. My fear is that he will have trouble to the point where his self esteem will take a hit and then he will quit trying. I worry daily about him. I love him so much and I want to give him every advantage that I can to succeed in this world. And first that comes with a great education.
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