The Love of a Child.... your Child.

I'm awoken at 2:30 in the morning by a little voice whispering from the side of my bed, "Mom, Mom." It was my 5.5 almost 6 year old daughter waking me up. "Mom, can you come put the blanket back on me"? I moan and tell her to try and do it herself. She begins to raise her voice and through a fit saying the blanket is too heavy, this attitude automatically enrages me. "Abigail, stop yelling, if you wake up your brother you are really gonna get it"! I ask my husband to go and put the blanket on her and he said "no, she can do it herself. I'm exhausted" UGHHHHH so I roll my big pregnant body out of bed, I tell Abby to hurry up and get back in bed, I throw the blanket back over her and tell her in harsh voice "you won't be using this blanket anymore, I'm tired of this junk"!



See, Abby gets up probably 2 nights out of the week to ask us to put the blankets back on her, and I know she is more than capable. But instead she chooses to walk all the way over to my room and wake me up and ask me to do it! :sigh:



Sometimes I don't mind, but when you are 9 months pregnant and you are barely sleeping as it is, plus dealing with running to the potty every 2 hours and dealing with sudden cramps in your calves and feet, the LAST thing you feel like doing is getting up again for any reason.







Anyhow, I come back to bed and hubby tells me I don't need to be so mean to her. ???? ughhhh I told him that he should've gotten up to do it then. Well lets just say I eventually got up and went to sleep on the air mattress that was set up in our living room. I laid their thinking about things, and in my "oh so stable, pregnancy state of mind " I began to cry. What kind of mom was I? All she wanted was the blanket put back on her. Just because I'm exhausted I had to get upset and throw my own tantrum. Well Abby got up, and she went to my room to look for me. When she realized I wasn't in my bed she came and found me in the living room. "Mom, sorry for having a bad attitude" I tell her it's okay and she asks if she can come sleep with me. Through my tears I answer "sure." So we were lying there together all snuggled up, She says "Mommy, you're the best Mommy in the whole world." :then my tears really started to pour: How is it that she can apologize so easily, forgive so easily and then say I'm the best mom in the whole world?



Humbled I tell her that she's the best daughter in the whole world and that I was sorry for not being patient and kind. She says "it's okay, I know that sometimes you run out of patience"



I told her I loved her and we talked a little bit more.



I lied there thinking, nobody else will ever love me the same way my child does. Overlooking my faults, wanting to be close and in spite of all my weaknesses and flaws, tells me "you're the best mommy in the whole world"!