I can't believe I'm a mom. I can't believe I get to keep her and raise her and teach her about life. I can't believe I'm the one she misses when she's away. I can't believe I'm the one she seeks for comfort. I can't believe, above everyone else, she chooses me.
I can't believe it.
I remember as a child how much I looked up to my mother, and I thought there was no greater person in the whole world. A day with my mom was the best day, and when she was away, my heart ached to see her.
And now, Hazel sees me in that way.
What a blessing it is to be a mom. As I stop cleaning the house, stop doing the laundry, stop cleaning dishes, and I just hold my baby girl--I feel so lucky to be in that moment forever.
Tonight, in her sleep as I rocked with her, she reached up and touched my lips as if to say "I love you, Mommy" and I held her as happy tears ran down my face.
I love you too, baby girl.
Always and forever.
