Daily Share 56.1 (louis)
I know it's all I talk about, but I have to keep trying, cause I haven't gotten the words right yet. How can I possibly express my amazement at being a mother accurately?
It's the most mundane thing, but it is also the most important thing I will ever do. It is making me so much more than I have ever been before, even as I spend more time at home and in service to her rather than myself. It is so motivating and uplifting, and terrifying and demanding. It is a pleasure and it is so difficult.
Life has always been a dichotomy for me, but this is on a new level. This blows everything else away. All that matters is my little girl. Not I, not my husband. Just our daughter. She is my sunshine. She is my pride and joy. She's a little dweeby doofus who still pukes everywhere and mixes up whether I'm mama or dada. And I love her to bits, just as she is.
And I love her for growing, for never being exactly the same day to day. For becoming more and more a little human that is further and further away from me. I just pray she's never fully out of reach, but if she is one day, I know it'll be because she's grown so far beyond me and she isn't letting me hold her back, and that is amazing. That is fulfillment.
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world