My sweet little Emma. Recently she has become the most emotionally expressive little girl. She cries when she watches cartoons and I try not to giggle but to validate her feelings and help her understand what she is feeling. Maybe it's because I am so hormonal and I cry at the drop of a hat but I think it is a glimpse of what she will be like as a young woman. Last night I was reading her a story before bed. It was one I have read hundreds of times and my mind wandered back to when she was 2 and knew the story from memory and would repeat it with me. It was so hard for me to keep my own emotions at bay while I read to her. A few minutes after kisses I retired to my own bed. I heard a little knock on the door and a little voice ask to come in. As she came in I asked her what she wanted in a tired and grumpy voice. She simply said she needed a drink and another hug. I followed her back to her bed and wearily tucked her back in. She looked at me and said, "Mommy, I love you." I just melted. Immediately my tears began to pour out and I wrapped my arms tightly around her little body. I told her I loved her so much and she was such a good girl and the best big sister. We squeezed one another tight and again I went to my bed to wipe my tears of gratitude. I am so thankful for the chance I have to raise such a wonderful little girl. She makes me so proud. I look forward to watching her with her new baby sister.
The countdown has begun, we have 9 days until our baby Carly arrives. Holy smokes!
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