Here's a pic of my mom holding my then brand new daughter.
My mom is so warm. I remember hugging and snuggling her and never wanting to let go. She always smelled sooo good. Her favorite perfume smelled like pear. I would pay good money to smell that perfume again.
I was a momma's girl growing up. Still am! I always hear stories from previous babysitters about how I would scream, yell, and hollar until my mom was back with me again.
But one day when I was a teenager, telling her how much I wanted leave for college and start my own life, she broke down in tears and told me how much she needed me too. I always knew that I needed my mother, but not until that moment did I realize that she needed me too.
She is my best friend and is such a good listener. I've been really down lately and having a hard time keeping my neck above this water called motherhood. But she listens to my complaints, worries, and dreams- sometimes giving feedback, but always listening. Always there for me. Thank you, Mom!
Mom, I'm so glad I have you. No one can replace you in my life.