In case I haven't mentioned it? This mom gig is hard. This tiny person who I held in my arms the moment she was born is a complete and total mystery to me. I don't know what she wants to eat, when she wants to sleep, how she wants to play. She cries and I don't know what's wrong.
Calculus I can do. Nap schedules blow my mind.
Some days I get so frustrated and disappointed that I scream. Or I sit down with my head on the couch and cry.
And on those days, do you know what Baby Girl does? Crawls into my lap. Hugs me. Noms on my face. And giggles.
And do you know why?
Because I am a good mom. I am a really good mom.
I don't need to buy the best toys or serve the most perfect homemade organic baby food to be a good mom. I don't need to spend every second of my day playing with the baby and coming up with brilliant and creative ways to stimulate her. I don't need to have a plan or even know what I'm doing really. I just need to love my little girl.
I don't like the word just there.
I love my little girl. And my love is the most powerful force in the universe. And that's why even when I falter or flail, even when I feel defeated, Baby Girl is still happy and healthy and beautiful and so crazy about me that neither of us can stand it.
My love is enough. My love is more than enough.