Here we are playing with my teacher post its.
Apple heads!
I wanted to say, "fruit of my loins" but that would actually be her dad's line lol.
It's us, the glamour girls!
Like muhmah like daughter! I love our smiles.
So no words could EVER and I mean EVER express the love I have for this child, my first born, the one who is guiding me through motherhood in a way. I am in love with her. Even when she throws her tantrums, and pulls my locks in the morning. Even when she embarasses me with tantrums or keeps taking my reading materials off the book shelves and leaving them all over the condo. During those exasperating moments I know the love is real. It pangs me when I have to discipline her/ use my stern voice to say "no no Sandra" or give her a tap on the hand. Or when she is embarassed or sad or ashamed or sick. It is all apart of our bond. We shared 10 months together. She was my confidant. I rejoiced with her, she mourned with me, we toiled together through labor. She is so angelic when she sleeps. She loves everyone in our family so genuinely.
Thank you God for my precious baby girl.
Best,
Q
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