Ashley
The past
I moved towards my son's bedroom with my wobbling legs. I heard Helly was calling me from behind but I didn't stop myself and kept moving forward.
I paused at my closed bedroom door, taking a deep breath to compose myself before facing my son. With a shaky hand, I turned the doorknob and stepped inside.
My heart raced as I approached the room, scanning the colorful decoration for a glimpse of him. Then I saw him - my little boy, his mop of curly hair bouncing as he played with his new toys on his bed.
"Happy birthday, sweetie!" I called out, waving.
His eyes lit up. "Mommy!" He scrambled down and ran to me, colliding with my legs in a fierce hug.
I knelt down, drinking in the sight of him. Had he grown taller in just two months? His cheeks seemed a little less round
