I always thought it would be pretty awesome to be a Mom. I always knew I would be one. But until you experience it for yourself, you just don't know exactly. You just don't.
The love for a child is so very different than the love I have for the other special people in my life. I doesn't mean I love anyone more or less, it's just a different kind of love. Indescribable really.
She is my everything, I will do anything for her, sacrifice whatever I need to, spend as much time with her as I can, she will always know who her Momma is and at the end of each and every day she will know and feel just how much love there is.
That is my hope. That is what I strive for in the chaos of our every day.
Lately, she has begun reciprocating that love. She's always been a big hugger and kisser, like her Momma is. But lately, some pretty amazing things have been happening. She'll just randomly say, "Momma, I love you" or "Dadda, I love you." And by far, that has been one of the single, greatest things about motherhood in my almost 2 and 1/2 year journey.
It really made me feel like I was really doing something right.
I won't be perfect and I'll make mistakes, but any Mother can tell you that moment where you see the result of what you are trying to do, it will simply take your breath away (and possibly make you break down in ugly happy tears, but I stood strong).
I just can't get enough of my girl. So much joy, so much innocence and so much love.
And we're still pretty new around these parts.
1 comment:
I totally get this post. Isn't being a mother awesome!
Luckily, I am blessed to be close to the kids I grew up baby-sitting as well. We go out to lunch, I visit them at college, they ask me to proofread papers and just come over to hang out. I love that too!
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