My heart literally hurts from how much love I have for this tiny human. Sometimes I get caught up in myself, in this feeling that my life is lacking, that I forget how fucking lucky I am. I have this little girl who tells me she loves my nail polish, even though I'm wearing socks. I have someone who notices when I wear my hair different, someone who tells me 'I love you' when I need to hear it the most. Yesterday, I had to wake her up from her nap to take her to dance. I haven't seen her for three weeks. I creaked open her door and was automatically soothed by her wave machine. The same sound that I used to rock her to when she could fit in the crook of my arm. I sat on the side of her bed and gently rubbed her back. Without even opening her eyes, her tiny lips curled up and she whispered "Hi Em". so. much. fucking. love.