I love this part of the day so much...
Not because she's quiet.
Not because I get a break.
Because in this moment, I get to reflect on all that was so wonderful about my girl today.
I get to remember that today I told her she was lucky and she looked at me puzzled and told me, "Mommy, Lucky is at home with Mimi. I am Yiyee and I like to party." (Thank you, Daddy.)
I get to picture the baby animals perfectly lined up on the windowsill and her proud face when she told me to open my eyes and said "ta da!"
I feel the body slam that follows an announcement that we needed a "big hug!"
And I even see the wariness in her eyes as she shows Grandma and Papa the room that will be her baby sister's and her excitement when they next want to see her room once more.
I look at this perfect person who has changed me in so many fabulous ways and fills me with so much joy. I remember the way it felt to look at the sun baking her newborn skin through the window two years ago and drink in the fulfillment she's brought me every day in those past two years.
I love this part of the day so much...
