Mother’s Day From a Mom

Mother’s day is this Sunday! Hardly enough time (just 24 hrs) to devote to celebrating the endless, tireless duties of a mother. This is why, I am going to devote a few posts to the topic of “Mothering”.

This post is about the little person who gifted me the honor of being celebrated on Mother’s Day. I am not in love with Sophia. If I were IN love with her, then I could be OUT of love with her and that’s not possible. As a side note, I believe that you can only be in love with men and accessories.

As for Sophia, I simply love her [unconditionally]. My feelings are full of juxtaposition — She is my most significant accomplishment and my biggest fear. She is a project that I cannot afford to fail; I have made too many sacrifices and there is no going back. The road she and I are embarked on is nothing short of magical. Our pitstops are her accomplishments and those are the little things that make the biggest difference. First smile, first belly laugh, first time she rolled over, first word, first “Mama”, first step… the list goes on.

Sophia has her own personality and I can see now that she was born with it. She is cautious and careful — an observer in new situations. She quickly turns into a fun-loving, laughing, vivacious and happy-go-lucky little girl as soon as she figures the situation out. … likes toast, kiwi, avocado, blueberries and pasta. … likes to sing, tickle and be ticked, too. She is compassionate. She is loving and she is loved.

Last and most important … I love those eyes. They are perhaps her most expressive way to let her feelings be known. Whether filled with tears or lit up with mischief, they say everything about her.