There are times when I am too busybusyrushrush to notice all of Ella’s little changes. When did she go from scrawny newborn to chub and dimples? There are times when I set her down so I can get some work done, rather than rock her and stare at her. I worry about that. Am I some sort of freak? Am I o.k. for doing that? I worry about my maternal instincts and that our bond is SCREWED because I set her down so I could get some work done and now she won’t love me and, and, and…
And then there are times when I look at her and my heart explodes.
As in Crash! Pow! Happy, happy, joy, joy! Holy smokes, she’s beautiful and perfect! Melt! And I looooooooooooooooooooove her.
…And we’re gonna go shopping together, and wear matching outfits and get our hair done together and, and, and…
So, this makes me weird. But also, maybe normal?
So very normal. And I promise. You have a wonderful bond. I can see it. And she IS beautiful and perfect. Just don't expect the matching outfits past age 5. Hey! We can take our girls shopping TOGETHER.
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