Sunday, January 18, 2009
... about being a mother:
The smile on her face when she wakes up and sees me there.
The little hum she makes when she sleeps in my arms.
The "talking" at me when I am changing her diaper.
Her snuggling as close to me as she can get when she sleeps.
The joy on her face when we play in the bath.
Her watching me when I walk in a room.
There is nothing about this child that doesn't make me so thankful to be a mother. I never knew I could love this much. She is worth EVERYTHING that Jonathan has and probabley will throw at me.
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