oh, how i am in love with my BC. there we were, driving to playgroup. i put on bob marley, the music of her birth (when i erroneously believed i would not need drugs during childbirth, i thought a mere boombox blasting bob marley would be the only medication i would need. boy, was i delusional.) and BC squeaks, “mommy, i LOVE this song!” ::melting::

don't get me wrong. there were possibly 3 or 4 occasions today when i seriously wanted to pull hair out. especially at bedtime, when she starts on her nightly mantra: “mama, i WANT you!” over and over and over and… there is nothing i would love better than snuggling up with my little bunny and snoozing (ok, well there ARE a few things i might prefer, but that is actually extremely high on my list of faves), but i cannot start her on bad habits or i shall never sleep again. it is tough to be a mom.

but… we went to the park this morning, and another mom was there with her two little girls, one only about 3 months younger than BC and one just a year old. i wish the world could see the gentle caretaker my little girl has become. she could care less about her little colleague, but she was so busy making sure that the baby didn't lose her little bottle and that the baby didn't stick her foot through the park bench and then some. she even stroked the little girl's cheek ever-so-gently. i was so incredibly proud of her.

then, at playgroup, the other mom was having a pretty stressful day. her daughters, who are really lovely little girls, were at each others' throats. and i am sure my BC wasn't helping too much. after my friend's daughter told her that she loved her, my BC piped up her other mantra: “i love you to the pink and purple and green and blue and rainbow moon and stars and beyond!” this, of course, is usually saved for me; but i was amazed at her ability to pick up that this other grownup really needed a hug, albeit a verbal one. in short, my child is an empath. just like her ma.

there are other moments from the day, but that is just a little sample of my little girl. i know i usually merely vent about the tough moments, but then i see these other moments that push though those clouds and i just cry my eyes out.

sorry guys. i am just not too cynical today. just grateful.