On Being Someones Everything
Sometimes I hear Capri moving around in her sleep, mumbling sweet nothings, dreaming all the wonderful things a little girl should dream of. Last night I could hear her so I crept up beside her crib, to check if she had woken up and saw her lying there asleep mumbling, ‘mama mama mama’.
Amidst the bustle of my own busy life, it is an incredibly overwhelming feeling to remember that I am Capri’s entire world. Its so special to feel like there is someone out there who lives and breathes me. Someone who jumps for joy when she sees me and cries when I leave her. Someone who always wants more hugs and kisses. Someone who would be happiest spending every waking moment with me and who probably spends her dreams with me.
Joys of motherhood.
