Her wild curls untamed, her big eyes staring, whispering underneath her pacifier. I want to freeze this moment in my mind. The way the light cracks through the blinds, the piles of board books, the countless stuffed animals, the mess of it all. Maybe, just maybe, one day I will be able to get through I'll Love You Forever without tearing up.
"Mama" she says while pointing at me. She touches my face staring at me as if I am new, but once the familiarity hits her she nuzzles me right back. Head on shoulder, body curled into mine. She pats her hand on my back, as she leans in closer. A behavior no doubt learned from our own hugs to her. A reassuring "I love you" rhythm over and over.
While Mother's Day is for me, it's because of you.
Thank you for making me your mama.
pps I love you