The best feeling

It's Friday and I should be making you a list about my favorite things, but today I can think of just one, my girl. I have been reading Bloom by Kelle Hampton and am inspired by her unexpected journey through motherhood, and the every present joy she exudes although her life is much different then she could have imagined. I wondered if I could do it. Would I be that strong if I unexpectedly had a child with special needs, could I be that joyful and proud. I hope I would, but I think it's one of those things that you find stength that you didn't know existed when you need it most.

Her words make me hold my girl a little tighter and relish the little moments we have together that usually all blend together. She fell asleep in the car after a fun outing to meet Dad for lunch, and I had to carefully take each strap of the car seat off her limp little arms, and slowly pull her torward me. Her plump little cheek rested on my shoulder and her body sunk into mine as I took her upstairs to her room. I breathed in her powdery scent, her fine blond hair still smelled freshly washed and I brushed off the grains of rice still stuck to her shirt from lunch. She's sixteen months old already and I am getting these moments less and less. She is growing into my independent lady hiding her hand behind her back when I reach for it and not letting me pick her up when she wants to walk on her own. I am so proud at who she is becoming but I already miss those days when I just held and rocked her all day long. She was perfectly content being strapped on to me and going wherever I went.

So today my favorite thing is just that, enjoying the special day to day moments that often get ignored. Truly enjoying the time I get to spend with her in the present, and being truly grateful for the life I have been given.