I blogged earlier about some of things I hope for for my beautiful little girl. And it occurred to me the other day that one of my biggest wishes for her is actually a selfish wish for myself.
I hope that she always loves me as much as she does right now.
Perhaps my favorite moment of the day is going in to the nursery to get Ellie in the mornings. I usually hear her starting to wake up before she reaches the crying threshold and I gently unswaddle her while singing the Tim McGraw song: "good morning, beautiful, how was your night?"
When she sees me appear above her crib, she blinks sleepily a few times and then her face breaks open into a luminous smile. It is absolutely incredible.
More than anything, I want to hold onto that look for as long as possible. The sheer joy and utter happiness brought about by nothing more than my presence.
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