A mother of daughters

It is now mid-summer and we are in full-on-summer-mode. We are slow to get out of our pj's in the morning, unless we have to get to swim practice. We play more than work, just a bit. We get out the pool every other week (weather permitting). We enjoy bubbles on the porch, chalk on the driveway and sandy hands from the sandbox. Today, something happened that made me feel really important. I know that my girls and I bond all of the time for the sheer amount of time we spend together. But, interestingly, I don't realize the depth of that bond until we are separated. I'm noticing as they grow, how this bond grows so deep emotionally. Caitlin, being the eldest, is connected to me in a way that is hard to explain. I missed her when I was away for a baby shower this morning. And when she was all set to head out on a daddy-daughter movie outing, she burst into tears saying she really wanted to go see the movie with mommy and she just hadn't seen me much today. Oh, how that tugged at my heart. It made me feel so important to her. It made me realize that I remember all of the emotional highs and lows of our days much more vividly than she does. She just knows that she loves me and that sometimes we get grumpy with each other. I think moms play such an important role in nurturing emotional growth. And sometimes, you just want your mom. I won't lie, it felt so special to be wanted. And my saintly husband whisked us off and happily scooped up the baby assuring me that he'd attempt to get some dinner made by the time we were home. We came home to a great taco spread, it was wonderful. I feel so undeserving of the three sweet people in my life. They fill our home with joy and I thank God for them.