Monday

I am her Mother

When you have those days when you feel like you want to be someone's favourite, their number one person. Your husband has his best man, your Mama has 8 other children and even your best friend has another best friend!
But then I remember I have Olive. I am her favourite (if not just for the milk- I'll take what I can get!). I am the face she looks and grins at when she wakes. I am the heart that gives her everything I have. I am the arms that cuddle her close when she's grizzly. I am the body that feeds her day or night (though she's good to me in not needing the night part lately!). I am the mouth that gives her kisses and raspberries on her tiny soft tummy. 

I am her Mother.

And she will only have one mother so that makes me her favourite. And perhaps one day when she's my age I will still be her favourite. The friend she drinks coffee and cake with. The arms that cuddle her close when she's sad. The mouth that gives her good advice and makes her smile. The body that feeds her day or night with wise words and compliments and ofcourse cooks her delicious comfort food dinners. The heart that gives her everything I have.

I am her Mother.

4 comments:

  1. This is my favourite <3
    You've successfully summed up exactly how I feel a lot of the time. Beautiful post :)

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  2. This is a lovely post. I feel like that sometimes but its great to be able to remind myself that I'm my daughters favourite. For now anyway!

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  3. That is absolutely the sweetest!

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