Sometimes I will take a picture of Harrison and not realize until I have the photos loaded onto the computer just how much he looks like his big sister.
I stare at his pictures and think to myself..."I feel like I've seen this before."
The unruly hair.
The big sparkling eyes.
The chubby little belly.
I see it every day...the resemblance is way to strong to go unnoticed. Most days it makes me smile, but then there are moments where I find myself staring at Harrison and fighting back tears.
It's a guilty feeling when my thoughts stray from him to her-- when I have him all snuggled in my arms but can only think of and cry for his sister. I don't ever want him to feel like he's not enough. I don't ever want him to feel like he's living in her shadow. I don't ever want him to feel like my love for him is any less than my love for her.
I want him to know her and everything about her.
I want him to love her and to know that she is always with him.
I want him to ask about her.
I love my Harrison.
I love my Charlotte.
I love them so much it hurts.
Oh, what this mama wouldn't do to hold both of her kiddos in her arms.