I remember as a child when my mother and I would clash and disagree over something stupid, I would mutter under my breath that I would never, ever (!!) be like her.
Oh, how stupid I really was.
It didn't appear until I had my daughter. Slowly, but surely, I started noticed little ticks that reminded me of her. Things I wouldn't know I was doing until afterwards, or my husband pointed them out.
The main thing was, she once told me that a mother never stops loving. A mother never stops caring and a mother never keeps her nose out of your business.
And as I watch my daughter growing more and more everyday, I feel it.
I feel that love.
I feel that caring.
And most importantly, I feel the noisiness.
Thank you Mom, I love you.
Today's post was part of Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop.
On Bringing Home (Another) Baby
16 hours ago