In between the tantrums and the teething, there are hugs and smiles. They wear you out. They lift you up. Your toddler wants to just be near you and your baby smiles when he sees you. It’s hard when they’re young, but it’s also amazing.
No one will love you as deeply as your kids when they’re little.
The love they have for their mommy is pure. It’s absolute. It’s unconditional. No one will feel that way about you again. Even them. I try to soak it in and take the extra hugs when I get them.
I try to remember this comes but once in a lifetime.
I’ll never be loved like this again.
It’s an all-encompassing love. You are their world. It’s intense and it’s humbling. It’s awe-inspiring and frustrating. The magic is real.
Kids love hard.
The moments are fleeting. They’re always changing. Always aging. I may not be able to hold onto all the moments in my memory, but that love, that feeling, I will carry with me always.
Kids don’t care about your faults. They don’t care how others see you. To them, you are perfect. You are the provider. You are the protector and the playmate.
They love you without limits.
I was loved with an innocence and purity that only kids can give. Before they face any hardships or hard truths. Before the world can bring them down. When I was still their world. I was loved intensely because I was Mommy.
And being Mommy deserves a special kind of love.