In My Daughter’s Eyes

Last week AG and I had some rough days.  Being {almost} two is tough.  For AG and for mama. Some things just don’t make sense in that little mind of hers and unfortunately she can’t understand my reasoning.

AG had just woken up from her nap. She asked for a ‘nack (snack) so I went to get her some animal crackers and an apple.  While I was doing that, I heard her going through our mommy school bin. I keep all of the mommy school items stored underneath a table with a little gate around them. She knows she isn’t supposed to go into the bins. I went in the room, told her no. I gave her a few options of things to play with for a minute and went back to getting her snack. A minute later she was back in the bin. I became frustrated. I took a deep breath, walked back into the room to take the box away. My foot slipped on a piece of paper and I stubbed my toe on a gate. My goodness it hurt. So bad I let out a yelp and immediately grabbed my foot. Within seconds, AG grabbed my leg, screamed mama and started wailing. Uncontrollably wailing, saying mama over and over again. I scooped her up, took her to the couch and just held her. Tears streamed down her face onto my shoulder. I rubbed her back, trying to assure her that mama was okay. It was just an ouch.

In that moment, my heart was completely melted. I didn’t like to see her so upset, but for her to be so upset because I hurt myself was precious in that moment. I love this little girl so much. She and her daddy are the best part of my days. They’re reason I strive to be the best me. They’re my whole world. I work to show AG all day long the love I have for her. With I love you’s, hugs, kisses, piggy back rides, dance parties…you name it. The older she gets, the more she is able to return that gift and show her love for her mama. Whether it be with hugs, kisses, asking for mama when she wakes up or being upset when she sees me hurt. It’s a side to her that I am seeing more of each day. A side I absolutely love and cherish. Little by little my baby girl is growing up and as much as I miss the baby days, I am loving every minute of watching her become who she’s meant to be.

She’s my little girl.

I’m her mama.

It’s a bond that can never be broken.
A bond I will never take for granted and will always cherish.

 One of the songs that always brings tears to my eyes is Martina McBride’s- In My Daughter’s Eyes. I could listen to it over and over again, letting the lyrics just sink in.

In my daughter’s eyes I am a hero
I am strong and wise and I know no fear
But the truth is plain to see
She was sent to rescue me
I see who I wanna be
In my daughter’s eyes

In my daughter’s eyes everyone is equal
Darkness turns to light and the
world is at peace
This miracle God gave to me gives me
strength when I am weak
I find reason to believe 
In my daughter’s eyes

And when she wraps her hand
around my finger
Oh it puts a smile in my heart
Everything becomes a little clearer
I realize what life is all about

It’s hangin’ on when your heart
has had enough
It’s giving more when you feel like giving up
I’ve seen the light
It’s in my daugter’s eyes

In my daughter’s eyes I can see the future
A reflection of who I am and what will be
Though she’ll grow and someday leave
Maybe raise a family
When I’m gone I hope you see how happy
she made me
For I’ll be there
In my daughter’s eyes