Nothing Like It

I feel like there is so much I could talk about right now, but all I want to say is how happy I am. You don't understand how lucky I feel to be a mother. I don't care how cheesy this post comes across. Nothing has ever felt more natural to me. Tending to my child, rocking her to sleep, holding her in my arms, singing her songs in my terrible voice, reading her books that she doesn't give a shit about... that's the highlight of my day. Yes, the redundancy of my daily routine might make some people nuts. I, however, so look forward to each day spent with her. She is such a good baby. She is sweet and very patient. She doesn't even cry when she is upset. She just kind of yells until I can figure it out. She has the most genteel demeanor. She has the sweetest, toothless smile and brightest expression on her face in the mornings. She gets this look on her face sometimes, a little smirk, and I swear she is admiring me back. I never thought I'd be like this but the days I do work I find myself missing her desperately. I thought a few hours away and out of the house would do me some good but all I can concentrate on is the minute I get off and can see her again. There is nothing like this bond. There is nothing like the joy of being her mommy.

Crappy quality, but here's me and the babe. Notice the terrified look on her face.