A Letter To My Children

This time last year… almost to the minute, I met my son for the very first time.

Exhausted (but no longer in pain) and scared beyond belief, I watched doctors lift him above the bloodied, green privacy sheet. My mum cried ‘it’s a boy!’ and seconds later I got to hold him.

He had such big eyes, so dark, yet so bright. I looked at him and felt my world shrink down to no bigger than the size of his face. He was beautiful and I knew I’d do anything for him.

A minute later I met my second son and I understood, in that moment, why I was put on this earth: to love and protect my boys.
Michael… Leon… Happy Birthday my darlings. This year has been the hardest, loudest, craziest, messiest, most knackering of my entire life. But I wouldn’t change a thing as it has also been the best.
Your smiles bring joy to my very core and your steps, gurgles and giggles make me so proud I could burst.

You won’t remember this day, but I will and that is just another of the many gifts you’ve given me.

About Ileandra Young

I'm a thirty-*mumbles* year old (purple loving, cheese worshipping) author of fantasy, juggling a pair of beautiful twin boys with my burning desire to make up stories and write them all down. When I get the chance, I play games, listen to music, and in days long past I even ran a radio show. Though I occasionally write non-fiction, my heart lives in fantasy and my debut novel, Silk Over Razor Blades is now available through Amazon along with part two of the trilogy, Walking The Razor's Edge.
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5 Responses to A Letter To My Children

  1. jmmcdowell says:

    That is so sweet. 🙂 Happy (now belated) birthday to your boys!


  2. Pingback: Baby Update: One Year On | Writing: A Conversation Without Interruptions

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