How do I love my daughter, let me count the ways...
Poopy Diapers
Spot cleaning little onsies because diapers couldn't hold all that poop.
Breast Feeding
Cleaning spit up and starting over again.
Bottle strike
Getting out of bed at 1am or 3am or 4am to nurse her back to sleep.
Dealing with her fear of strangers. Actually, her fear of everyone who isn't me!
Listening to a screaming baby who thrashes in her crib because she doesn't want to nap.
Fighting with myself over whether to go to her or not because said baby is still screaming after 15 minutes, only to have her fall soundly asleep 2 minutes later.
One word - COLIC!!!
but then there's...
Little feet and hands
fat cheeks
that freshly washed baby smell
baby sighs
mamamamamamamamama
the first time she smiled, rolled over, sat up on her own, slept through the night
her beautiful blue eyes that look at me with complete love and trust
Thursday, October 13, 2005
How do I love my daughter...
I love being a Mom
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touching her soft little bald pussy would be my reason
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