She even reaches out to pet him while she blows spit on his face
And of course, once she realizes the camera is on her, it stops instantaneously. I didn't even bother trying to catch it on video... "What mommy? You say something?"
I know there will come a day that this little girl will grow up and scream at me how unfair I am. I will hear her calling to complain to her friends how mom "just doesn't get it" and my heart will probably break into a little black hole. I know that between now and then, there may come a time where she will be teased in school for one reason or another and again, my heart will break for her because I will not be able to fix everything, and as a mom, you feel like you should be able to. Every so often I will take myself there. The what-ifs of all the scaries in life. The stairs, the streets, the strangers, the mean kids in school, the milestones to reach, and I wish like hell that I can kiss away all her sadness, her hurts, her scares. I will be consumed with sadness to ever have to watch her struggle, to hurt, to learn to strive on her own, but I know that the day will come. Just that knowledge alone allows me to take in every bit of her now. My tired days, my frumpy days, the days I don't feel so well, somehow does not interfere where she is concerned. Stories like these also make you want to hold on to your baby just a little tighter wherever you go, whatever you're doing because you end up consumed with the worry that somehow you will lose her. I know for sure when this family set out for a day in the park, they did not in their worst nightmare, imagine that they would have to return home without their little baby.