The little one I watch, she's nine months old now. She's crawling and has a few teeth and she says da-da-da-da-da-da-da until she wears herself out. And today, she got scared and cried in a way that I've never heard before. Someone scared her and she reached for me. So I pulled her close and let her wrap her tiny arms around my neck and I turned my back on the person and held her tightly as she cried deep belly sobs. Bouncing her, saying, "Shhhh baby. Shhh. You are safe. Shhhh baby. I've got you," her cries subsided. But still she clung to me. She knew I would protect her.
And in my life, I have never felt so needed or honored.
2 comments:
That feeling is wonderful...and it only gets bigger and better when they are your own children!!! You are going to make a wonderful mother some day, Tiff!!!
It is one of the best feelings in the world. To know you are needed. We all need to feel that same feeling. Makes life worth living
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