I have prayed.
I have dreamed.
In my dreams, I hear your precious voice. I feel the joy in my soul and pride in my heart with every spoken word. But, sadly, I awaken to see you sleeping and I know that it was just a dream. Sometimes, I wipe the hot tears of sadness from my face as I squeeze you tightly and wish one more time, that one day, I will awaken to the sound of your voice.
Last night was different. As I lay next to you knowingly wide awake, the two of us, I heard it. The first word. It was just 3 little letters in a brief, fleeting moment. It was slow and deliberate. I quickly pulled out my camera and asked you to say it again. You spoke the word, beamed with pride, reached out for a hug, and then slowly drifted off to sleep.
As the video replayed, my heart leapt from my chest and I felt the familiar feeling of hot tears rolling down my face, but this time…this time, they were tears of joy. Never has the word “Mom” sounded so sweet and meant so much. This time, I cried myself to sleep happier than ever.
Lest I think it was a fluke, today, I have asked you time and time again, and every time I hear you say “Mom”, my heart melts.
You have had many sounds for so long, but today was the first time they held meaning. The first time you looked directly in to my eyes and said what I have been longing to hear. The first time they were more than a button on your iPad. As I listened to your baby sister coo and babble, my heart hurt thinking she would reach this milestone before you. You have worked so hard for so long, and today, that hurt was replaced with a renewed hope that soon, we will hear all of the words you have been waiting to speak. All the words we have been waiting to hear.
[The following is compilation of videos I have taken from last night and today. The first video is from last night, when Braxton first said “Mom.” The other clips are from throughout the day and include us talking and making other sounds so you can see the differentiation between his sounds and the very deliberate, “Mom.”] ❤