The one thing that keeps me going is M. She's by far the best thing I've ever done. A spitting image of me in every manner (yes the teenage years are going to blow), she's so caring, kind, funny and loving. After a movie night with some friends, I come home to hear "mamma?", which instantly melts my heart. Some coercing (on her part) later, I'm laying in bed with her as she tells me about her day. "I pooped in the potty" is one thing she continues to tell me, as she rightfully should be proud. But the best part of this conversation, is her little hand laying on my cheek as she's trying to snuggle.
M really is the best snuggler! She throws her arm over my neck, throws her head into mine and snores, very loudly. Or she'll shove her butt right in my chest while she thrashes around trying to get comfortable. But I feel so loved when that little hand rests on my cheek. "Wuv you mamma" as she runs her hand up and down my cheek trying to get me to sleep. Moments like this make all the tantrums, potty training accidents, and back talk seem to float away. These are the moments that make life worth living.
So well put. I can't wait until Lewie can talk! :)
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