I know she loves me. She tells me so every day.
That’s the way it is with a Mother and Daughter. There is a special bond. Maybe it’s because I’m always there. Maybe it’s because she and I are so alike.
Maybe it’s just because, I’m her Mother.
She tells me all the time. It’s either “you’re the best Mum in the whole world, I want to keep you!” or her other fave “I love you this much and this much and this much!” each time emphasising with her arms the extent of her love.
I appreciate the words and the love… but they are said so often, I sometimes start to take them for granted.
I have to remind myself at times, how precious and beautiful and treasured they are. I don’t know how long this will last.
But this is not about me. This is actually all about her, and him. Baby girl and Hubbie. Because although baby girl and I share a special bond, they share one too. That of Daddy and Daughter.
And in moments like today, when she got home from kinder at the same time that he got home for lunch… they shared the sweetest moment, an activity that is slowly becoming the norm…
The RUN AND HUG.
Baby girl tells him to watch out. Watch out, for she is about to launch herself something shocking at him, and wait –
“You fall down Tato!”
She even tells him what she wants him to do, and how much she wants him to overdramatise the whole event. LOL LOL LOL.
It is so sweet, that it makes my smiling cheeks hurt. I love us, but I love them, too