She sees me

“Mom, I want to take a picture of you!”

This girl sees all of me. (Both figuratively and literally because you know moms don’t have any privacy)

She sees the good, the bad, and the ugly. She sees my break downs and she tells me”it’s okay mom”.

She sees my horrible dance moves when we are having a good day and have a dance party in the living room.

She sees me cry and lose my temper WAY more often than I would like.

She sees me laugh at the silly things she does and she wants to make me laugh even more.

Our baby girl sees more of me than anyone else. And she still loves me, her face still lights up when I see her after work.

I’ve been struggling with a lot of things lately that most people don’t have any clue about or try to understand. It has been rough. I feel like I’ve been crying more than ever lately. But this girl, she’s sees me. And she wants to take pictures.

They are my favorite pictures of me.