After sharing a youtube.com video with my sister, Lee Brice-Love like crazy, I turn around and look at E. A little girl in her own little world. She has her eyes glued to the TV; Lorax is playing, and she's eating strawberries with a fork. Yes, I have to mention the fork, she's using silverware. Her hair is in pig tails and she is just perfect standing there watching TV and eating her strawberries. I am overcome with joy and love and all those sappy feelings. Maybe, it's the song playing in the background. Maybe it's just a mama loving her baby.
I grab the camera to capture the moment, as I do with the major of moments that I know only last that long...a moment. I just can't get enough of her. Even if she is already at the 'terrible two' stage I tried so hard not to believe in, even if she is silly, goofy, giggly one minute and kicking and hitting me the next, I just can't get enough of her. Thank God the moments in between her little tantrums are far longer than the ones I grit my teeth through.
I point the camera at her. Look at the digital screen. And hit the button.
I say I love you. She says, love you mama.
My heart melts. I am overcome with joy and love all over again. My little girl just told me she loves me. All of my fears, doubts and worries melt away. Today I've won. Because my daughter loves her mama. Me.
Keep loving.
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